Let me start this off by saying I have been diagnosed formally with borderline personality disorder. It's a fancy way of saying my emotions have not grown up with me. I am 22 years old and I had a very neglected childhood full of fear and instability. As a result, my entire life is driven by fear.
I am full of anger and hurt. I have loved a woman for 5 years. She is the first person I have ever loved. She is also 30 years older than me. She has a very stable life and has stuck by my side all this time through terror and through me pushing her away because she knew that I could make my own life better and be truthful and real. She believed that I could make myself okay and she supported me. But I have been a horrible partner to her. I lie constantly. I use other people in life just to have someone to fall back on because I'm always waiting for everything to fall apart.
My mom left me when i was 7 for two years, and then again when i was 12 for 4 years. just completely disappeared. So I believe most of my instability comes from abandonment. constant fear. I can't shake it.
Anyway, My partner... my love.. she left me. because I have destroyed her. I am angry. I am angry that she stayed and created this attachment i have to her. I am angry that she is telling me what she is doing. I am angry that I didn't have the guts to drop all of my emotional defenses that i am constantly using and just be the person she loved. She is my life and now she is living a carefree life and I am not a factor in the decisions she makes now. And it is tearing at every part of me. I feel like I will never be able to love another person because I believe I will do the same again.
I don't love myself, I have absolutely no emotional support in my life. I am 22 and I have a job but I have no car or license. I have no friends. I have no one who truly loves me and I don't even deserve it.
There was one month of this entire 5 years that I started feeling better about myself. But I was still not being a real person to the woman I love.
I want her. I want to own her and that is the reality of it. I use people. I could have loved her if i had given in to everything i'm afraid of.
I need to know what to do. I have nowhere to turn. I am in the darkest, most lonely place I have ever been in. And for once in 5 years, she doesn't care. not even a tiny bit. She is focusing on making herself happy.
I guess I am not truly mad at her. I am angry at my mom. I am angry at everything that brought me to this place. I have had this woman who loves me for 5 years and I never gave anything back.
Where do i go?