I am struggling more niw than I ever have with my BPD. I married someone that i thought understood I had an illness. I was in therapy for 20 years and my therapist fired me last month bc Ive been stuck for a while. :( Im just like anyone else with BPD. Im terrified of being abandoned or rejected. My spouse i found looking at porn and was completely devastated. He just couldnt get that it offended me to absolute irrational proportions and while i sunk into the floor sobbing uncontrollably, my husband left me there with my 5 year old daughter as the only person to take care of me. He doesnt understand atcall and doesnt think he needs to understand this mental illness... if you live me, why cantbu at least try? Im so broken into little pieces. I cant hardly function at all. Thanks for the article. Im going to sgare with him. Maybe he will read it?