This may be a long post but I'm feeling quite desperate.
I've been seeing someone for the past 12 months. This person is in the process of being assessed for BPD. We live 86 miles apart.
For the past 12 months, partly due to the distance between us and for a variety of other issues, we have more or less lived together at hers, with short breaks in between. When we are together, everything is mostly great. We have a very strong connection to the point we know what the other is thinking, how they're feeling, spend hours on end giggling over anything and everything, we have plenty of silly moments yet talk a lot on a deeper level too. It feels amazing and I am in love with her. She has 2 children and I have grown close to them too.
However, there is the downside. I know everything has some downside and not everything in life is perfect. After spending so long together, I have to return home at some point. Obviously when I return, I feel this huge void, an enormous sense of loneliness, I feel like home isn't home any more. I then fail to understand why she doesn't feel the same way. I came home on Sunday after being with her since christmas and having a brilliant time as a family. Yet, that feeling hit me once I got here. Naturally, I tried phoning her as it's obviously her I'm missing and then told "I need my space, you're getting in on me". I explained how low I was feeling and was surprised to find she'd watch tv, phone her friend, do whatever, but I never had any messages to see how I am. We're almost a week down the line now and I've hardly had any contact.
The reason it surprises me is I take myself back to many instances during the year when she's felt low and I've more or less dropped everything to help her. I couldn't imagine not doing so. I love her and if she needs help, naturally I will help her in any way I can.
She has told me since I returned that she doesn't feel she can ever have anybody living with her and instead wants me to get my own house closer to her so we can have more of a relationship. I asked if she's wanting to split up and she replies "no I love you but I have to have my space".
I can understand this but from my perpective, it feels like I'm only wanted when she wants me. When I want her, it's tough.
I don't know if it's part of the BPD she may have or whether she's just a very good actress and manipulator. After 8 weeks of her telling me how happy she is with me in her life, how we have something special, all the love, giggles, closeness, it's very hard to believe she doesn't love me. But then I struggle to understand the 'flicking of a switch' almost once I leave - it's like all of that didn't happen and she makes little effort to contact me. Even knowing how bad I am feeling, there's still nothing coming from her. I know she will eventually, but I feel like I'm having to wait her time constantly.
With having said that, I'm at a place right now where I'm emotionally worn down, struggling to function. I feel like all my hopes and dreams have been dashed. I've been looking forward to the future with the person I love and now been told that's never going to happen. Yes, I can probably move house to be closer to her, but with no chance of ever being together properly, it's a hard one to take. And it's a huge risk, moving away from everyone I know to be living alone knowing that that's it. And of course there are no guarantees that even that will work.
I've spent a few days with my mom as I'm feeling so low. Every minute feels like an hour and I don't know what to do with myself. I have this empty, lonely, sort of devestated feeling in my stomach, I can't eat or sleep. I try to occupy myself, but coming home in the evenings to an empty home fills me with dread. My mom is biased as she doesn't like the idea of me moving away so has been against the relationship from the start. But she tells me I have to end the relationship, let go and move on. Much easier said than done.