The Chosen one

I sing at church every Sunday how's that for ironic? Ha ha ha.

So do i.

I am thinking that "anyone" is appealing to some borderlines. If you are outgoing or friendly, you are game.

What about her seemed NPD?

Actually the borderlines I've known seem to be pretty picky, just not in the typical sense of the word. Obviously I can't speak for all of them, I've just known quite a few.

She had a really hard time understanding why someone would be upset by something that wouldn't upset her. For example, If I was upset that she would hang out late at night with someone that was in love with her but she wasn't interested in, her response would be "it wouldn't bother me if you did that." She seemed to really not understand how something could bother me if it wasn't something that would bother her. She was extremely self-focused, her needs always came before everyone else's. You couldn't really HAVE needs she was supposed to meet and be in her life. She was extremely dismissive of anything that was brought up that might be her fault or something she could work on or improve. She was impossible to predict, something that would annoy her to the point of cutting you down like a worthless human being might not even be something that bothered her when she was in a better mood. Like, toothpaste not cleaned out of the sink might make you a worthless human being one day and the next week if it were brought up she'd laugh and say "that doesn't bother me, I never said that bothered me." If she didn't feel like talking she would just ignore my existence. Once she told me to leave her the f--- alone when asking if she was going to be hungry for dinner soon because she was watching a movie and had asked me not to bother her earlier in the day. She would say that no one that really knew her could love her. She had extreme self-loathing behind a facade of being charming, warm, and approachable. She would hardly ever tell people personal things and even people who considered her their friend wouldn't know very much about her, or she wouldn't consider them to really be a friend.

She would use different people to meet different needs and never saw anything wrong with that when they inevitably got hurt because it was always their choice to be in her life and they could choose not to be... once she called me a c--- in front of a coworker (she was my boss) because she didn't like a tone of voice I had used. She also had a bad habit of hooking up with women at work with no thought to if they were married or "straight" or how much drama it would cause. Oh I could go on and on.

Oh I'm picky as hell but in weird ways. I like people that can hold their own, so you have to be fairly inteligent, witty, good looking in addition to appealing to me on that "batsh-t crazy" level. Lol. I used to be bad at leading people on just because they fed my need for attention but I wouldn't get involved with just anyone; I just had horrible boundaries with those I did like as friends or lovers.

This lady and I sound like kindred spirits just DAMN, lmao. So much of that description sounds very much like me.

She actually has done really well with being more empathetic with me over the years since we broke up, since we are still friends. That's one really cool thing I've found with NPD is that you can really teach yourself how to empathize if you want to. I think there's probably lots of things that the mental health community could learn from people with PDs if they stopped seeing us all as scary evil non-human entities. Like mutants! We are like the X-men in a way, lol.