"psycho" is correct. i did not put that link in my post above for a joke.
once upon a time i had this friend, after we hang out one night she tells me about this jewish myth of the perfect partner blah blah blah, i kinda took the hint that she dug me, but did my version of "it ain't me babe", because , among other things, i had a girl (at that point the situation had become long-distance, but still...), and while this chick was smart i was not physicaly attracted to her and in principle i don't discriminate my friends on the basis of looks.
anyway we continued as friends for a while, my long distance situation obviously disintegrated, i was sad & on the rebound she insisted we dated, i said no, but we kept hanging out, taling on the phone, etc.-- eventually that turned into an offer of
non-commital sex she made. sort of like helping each other get off.
now, children, this is the time when i tell you if a chick ever offers you the chance to ball her no strings attached, RUN to the nearest exit because it's a lie, it's just a way to get you into the sack and later ensnare you and if she fails then claim that you don't care about her feelings. really. no matter how desperate you are, don't do it. if you are desperate, it's less dangerous to pay a prostitute (provided you wear condoms).
anyway, so i, being the horngoat i am, after much insistence and a bit of drink i said finally ok one day, and though i didn't like her that way, we started sexing on occasion. funny thing is, i started to get depressed, and she started to get more demanding asking me to go with her to parties and that, pretty much trying to turn me into her boyfriend, so after some consideration and about 3 weeks into this situation i told her no can do, this cannot continue, we should have stayed just friends, and maybe we can still do that.
well the amount of RAGE she threw at me during the following year was insane and inordinate. you would have thought i had ran over her puppy on purpose. i had to remain in the vicinity of her due to some work situation, so there was no escape. she tried to sabotage my work, made all sorts of accusations, and even made some public scandals which i avoided for the most part-- but didn't come out unscathed.
this is the horrible thing about these
BPDs-- they see everything in black or white and are very prone to rage. they are needy and dependend and impossible to please unless you march in goosesteps at their commands. from being "the coolest greatest person she knew" (i never ate that up, those are exaggerations) i had become satan incarnate and i had soiled her honor & gotten her into sordid situations and taken advantage of her and what not.
oh yes man next time you spot those slash scars in the wrists do yourself a favor and GET THE FUCK OUT OF THERE.
and go back & read that "borderline personality disorder" link. train yourself to spot one. and run.
now if anyone of you reading may suffer from this, i beg you to seek treatment as soon as possible.