Title reads like a brag but trust me, it's not. She was the craziest bitch you'll meet and it blackpilled me to my core. Also inb4 larp accusations: go kill yourselves.
This lovely story starts in 2012. My mum tried to an hero by ODing on valium (JFL) and got locked into a suicide clinic. Being the good-boy son that I was I would occasionally pay her a visit. Through my mum I met with a chick that we'll call Maria (named after the Virgin Mother for ironic effect). Maria was a BPD chick, around the same age as myself, who tried and failed to starve herself and ended up in the same clinic.
Now as some of you know I got diagnosed with turbo autism as a little boy so my mom figured that since Maria and I were both socially retarded (or "neurodivergent" as SJWs like to call it) we would understand each other on a deeper level.
It started with some occasional superficial contact (entirely online ofc because I was a highinhib faggot). But we soon started winning each others' trust and that's when the magic started to happen. I basically grew into the role of what we would call an emotional tampon. At first, that just amounted to listening to Maria's complaints, but over time it developed, like a cancer, until at one point she shared with me all her BPD-tier garbage, and she had me by the balls.
Maria would do the most retarded things to get attention. She'd message me to announce that she'd hang herself and me being a low T cuck I would invariably tell her not to do it and try to comfort her. On several occasions she would literally slit her wrists and then send me pictures of the bloodied mess, and me being a little bitch I would freak out and tell her to stop and remind her of how much she's loved and all that gay shit.
But I empasise that there was nothing in return. I never fucked her or had any kind of relationship with her. No hugs. No handholding. No kiss. Nothing. (I wouldn't want to anyway but that's beyond the point. I just don't want to get b&.) But she was a gigantic whore, like, beyond all reason. She'd jump from boyfriend to boyfriend in no time, and cry about how each and every one of them were crazy. And in fairness to her, most were indeed crazy. Pathetic guys usually. Definitely no Chads. Even Chad knows to avoid BPDs like a plague. Shit was ridiculous.
Why was Maria so crazy? Here's the funny thing. Her life was just fine. She had the most kind parents you'd ever meet, they did *everything* to ensure their daughter would be happy. And they were rich, too. Nonetheless she always said something traumatic happened that caused her to be a mess and one day she opened up about it. I honestly don't remember that it was except that it was the most pathetic story I'd ever heard. Like, the event was so *mild* and normal that I just couldn't grasp what she was complaining about, even back then.
I lost contact with her over the years, mostly because I grew up and realised that this bitch was just draining to talk with, and it got me nothing in return. But in case you're scared that she killed herself, don't worry. Years later I found out that she basically just found some betabuxx whom she married and last I heard she's enjoying a rich life in Spain. So yeah, Just Be A Psycho Bitch Theory, buddy boyos.
This lovely story starts in 2012. My mum tried to an hero by ODing on valium (JFL) and got locked into a suicide clinic. Being the good-boy son that I was I would occasionally pay her a visit. Through my mum I met with a chick that we'll call Maria (named after the Virgin Mother for ironic effect). Maria was a BPD chick, around the same age as myself, who tried and failed to starve herself and ended up in the same clinic.
Now as some of you know I got diagnosed with turbo autism as a little boy so my mom figured that since Maria and I were both socially retarded (or "neurodivergent" as SJWs like to call it) we would understand each other on a deeper level.
It started with some occasional superficial contact (entirely online ofc because I was a highinhib faggot). But we soon started winning each others' trust and that's when the magic started to happen. I basically grew into the role of what we would call an emotional tampon. At first, that just amounted to listening to Maria's complaints, but over time it developed, like a cancer, until at one point she shared with me all her BPD-tier garbage, and she had me by the balls.
Maria would do the most retarded things to get attention. She'd message me to announce that she'd hang herself and me being a low T cuck I would invariably tell her not to do it and try to comfort her. On several occasions she would literally slit her wrists and then send me pictures of the bloodied mess, and me being a little bitch I would freak out and tell her to stop and remind her of how much she's loved and all that gay shit.
But I empasise that there was nothing in return. I never fucked her or had any kind of relationship with her. No hugs. No handholding. No kiss. Nothing. (I wouldn't want to anyway but that's beyond the point. I just don't want to get b&.) But she was a gigantic whore, like, beyond all reason. She'd jump from boyfriend to boyfriend in no time, and cry about how each and every one of them were crazy. And in fairness to her, most were indeed crazy. Pathetic guys usually. Definitely no Chads. Even Chad knows to avoid BPDs like a plague. Shit was ridiculous.
Why was Maria so crazy? Here's the funny thing. Her life was just fine. She had the most kind parents you'd ever meet, they did *everything* to ensure their daughter would be happy. And they were rich, too. Nonetheless she always said something traumatic happened that caused her to be a mess and one day she opened up about it. I honestly don't remember that it was except that it was the most pathetic story I'd ever heard. Like, the event was so *mild* and normal that I just couldn't grasp what she was complaining about, even back then.
I lost contact with her over the years, mostly because I grew up and realised that this bitch was just draining to talk with, and it got me nothing in return. But in case you're scared that she killed herself, don't worry. Years later I found out that she basically just found some betabuxx whom she married and last I heard she's enjoying a rich life in Spain. So yeah, Just Be A Psycho Bitch Theory, buddy boyos.
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