the hardest part of being a BPD tranny is when you get help and realize you never loved your FPs, and then you grow more and realize you do love one of your former ones, genuinely love them warts and all, viewing them as a whole person who you just want in your life as a friend now, but you let your BPD ruin it.

how do I know if it's BPD or just the hormones taking me for a ride on the emotional rollercoaster