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I am in the process of learning about my own insanity. I am male, in my 40s, top of my career field, I have a ridged moral system, am a great father, highly intelligent, charismatic, and by all outward appearances a stand up guy... but it's all defense mechanisms. That is the self identity I created, although from my insane perspective, God created. I have a Covert Borderline Personality Disorder. It used to be regular BPD, but in my mid 20's I realized my life sucked, and prayed and meditated for guidance... I had an amazing spiritual experience and came out the man I am now, I'm constantly self-improving. (I regressed to the womb and was reborn)

The only real drawback is an inability to have a real romantic relationship. My idea of love is childlike. It's highly romanticized. I think it should be magical. Easy. I can have transactional relationships (10 yrs long is my record) but it was loveless, for me. I can charm the panties almost any woman, but I've done that so many times it's also meaningless. 
I have studied relationships, I can intellectualize them but I can only keep 1 or 2 close friends in my life, and I only maintain those so I don't lose my grip on reality and just live inside my own head. 

The only relationship I REALLY have is with my son. He's my whole world. I love him in that perfect unconditional pure love way that I can't with anyone else. 

6 months ago, my neighbor called frantic with an emergency. His 18 yr old granddaughter was raging in their home. Throwing things, screaming, pure rage. 

I walked in, assest the situation, and gave her a huge hug! She immediately went limp into me. I asked if they wanted me to take her to my house, they did. I put my arm around her and she came along without any resistance. Total child like submission. I sat her down on my picnic table, and when I wiped the tears from her cheek, I felt God (for the 1st time since my rebirth) put a little pure love her in my soul. I thought, "what was that for?" I immediately got a response that was not my normal inner voice say, "love thy neighbor as you love yourself." I let nothing show on my face, I rarely do. I got her some food and drink, and her aunt came over and we all talked outside. The woman shouted, i kept a calm deep soothing voice. The girl was frantic about being raped. The aunt had heard this line a few times. Girl didn't feel safe anywhere. I interjected, "you seemed pretty calm and relaxed in my backyard." She agreed. I offered my basement for the night. It has 2 empty rooms and it's own bathroom, with a huge tub.

She declined, but was now calm and seemed composed. I gave them both my number, and they left. 

A couple weeks later the girl called. She was looking for job, or a way to make money. I had tons of yard work, but she declined. I mentioned some help wanted signs I had seen, and that was about it. 

She calls again, looking for a place to live. Wants to get out on her own. I offered temporary room and board in exchange for yard work, she declines.

The calls and reasonable requests continue. She obviously has some issues and seems to want to open up, but never does. Im curious about God's message though and in my head I'm analyzing every nuisance of her words, speech patterns, etc. This little flame of pure love sitting in my soul.

This back and forth goes on, and on, and on. She wants to meet, but doesn't. She wants help and advice, but doesn't follow it. I just remain a steady rock. 

Then she runs to Vancouver and starts throwing herself into danger for me to rescue her. I am 100% focused now. All of my senses kick into overdrive. I cautiously provide financial aid when she hungry or needs a ride. Otherwise I refuse to buy her clothes, or makeup. (I went on long monologs on the difference between charity and male mating displays.) She escalates to offering her body for money. 

Now I'm becoming more me. I am more moral, more kind, more intelligent, more humble. I'm become obsessed with saving this girl, knowing the dangers of white knighting, I scan my mind for any evil thoughts. Nope I am morally right.
3 days ago I had the epiphany that she's has BPD. I took a crash course on psychology, and learned she is my mirror opposite.

We both don't process emotions properly. I internalize, she externalizes.

She has no morals. I am morality incarcerate.

I am stable. She is not. 

She is suicidal. I am not.

I can show her how to become me. It would fulfill my romantic love obsession. We would both finally have a lasting relationship....and I get to save a damsel I distress.

We are both devolving right now. I saw my real face in her mirror and my defenses are cracking. She is an 8 yr old calling me daddy on the phone while she out drinking with strange men.

WTF do I do? I can't even trust my own judgment anymore.

My question's are, what is real? What is moral? 

I desperately need to debate with someone I can't manipulate.

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