I’ve sat across from clients in my office who dread Valentine’s Day more than any other holiday, and this conversation comes up every single year. Valentine’s Day is supposed to be about love. That’s the story, anyway. Romance. Connection. Feeling chosen. Feeling special. Feeling secure. But if you have Borderline Personality Disorder, Valentine’s Day often feels like the emotional equivalent of standing under fluorescent lighting while every insecurity you’ve ever had about love gets highlighted at once. It’s not cozy. It’s not cute. It’s not heart-shaped chocolates and soft music. It’s pressure. It’s waiting. It’s that familiar, sickening feeling in your chest that whispers, this matters more than you want it to… and that’s dangerous.