Dating a girl with borderline personality disorder
I laughed my ass off the rest of the night, took two showers and went to bed in my clean sheets.
A month or so later I was again out of town for a while and I get a call from supposedly (I believed it at the time, no reason not to) some police department in New Hampshire.
Anyway the last I heard was she was going around telling people she was going to get a restraining order against me for telling people she was dead when she wasn't. The whole experience was a fairly traumatising one for me. Time I got back in town she'd resumed with her previous boyfriend and any time I saw her in public she'd act like we'd never met before.
They are fun to be around sometimes and can be incredibly charming and vivacious and they have very high sex drives. And yes, they can't help but you bring you problems.I have no idea why, it wasn't like I was looking for her or she owed me money.Anyway the last I heard was she was going around telling people she was going to get a restraining order against me for telling people she was dead when she wasn't. The whole experience was a fairly traumatising one for me.This officer saying a girl by name of her name had been found deceased of apparent OD in a bus depot, my number found in her phone, and they are hoping to get some information about kin, etc.I told them what I knew (not much), they thanked me and I hung up.It had rained the previous few days and all her blankets got wet in her car, and everything stank, sour cigaret and wet filth smell of poverty and psychopathy and emotional ruin.She was wearing a ratty bikini as underwear, I let her wash her clothes in my machine and am somewhat ashamed to report that in spite of her filth and obvious mental disorder she was still hot enough that I was hoping I'd get to ball her one more time.She'd found some guy to call me up and impersonate an officer delivering this news.I have no idea why, it wasn't like I was looking for her or she owed me money. After having a nearly medical-grade panic episode because I had to leave town for a couple weeks for work, she'd phone me 6-7 times a day to cry, beg me to come back, tell how she loved me, tell what she'd do to me sexwise if only I'd come back right now. The second week, she fell and "hit her head" and was put in the hospital for several days (I was told) and then I never heard from her again.Most of my friends couldn't handle her behavior and told me it was her or them.I lost most of my friends to stay in that toxic relationship.