I'm okay (I promise)
(hung out w my best friend)
what if I am my own misery
keeping this in mind for the new back to school season
at least it's fall and I can finally act depressed and blame it on the weather
girls and their desperate desire to push everyone away
i think the worst part about bpd no one talks about is being self aware. being aware of it doesnt make it any better, if anything it makes it worse because of how frustrating it is. like i know that what im doing is a symptom, but i still cannot stop myself from doing it. yes, it does make me feel absolutely ridiculous that my entire mood and well-being depends on whether you say 'ok' or 'okay', but i literally do not have a choice.
thx for the advice, one problem tho, nothing brings me joy anymore
Me every morning :)
Bojack Horseman
Season 4, Episode 6 : Stupid Piece of Shit
I'm her
idk if I wanna rip my brain out of my head or my heart out of my chest first
what if I start killing everyone
(i am of course talking about the shadows in the corners and the voices in my head)
I feel like I can't talk to my s/o about my self h@rm because he'll probably say things like "oh you don't deserve this I'm sorry" etc. and I'll feel so damn bad when I inevitably do it again.
everything/one is so annoying. my phone is on dnd. I should have killed myself.
interesting body language from the love of my life. I think I’ll kill myself about it
why does something bad have to happen all the damn time
why do I live in constant dissociation and rage to the point that I get so locked up in mind that I can't make sense of what's going on around me or what I feel while my friends get to actually enjoy even the smallest things in life and they happily hang out together while I'm rotting inside.
I'm fucking saying it's so tiring when will it be over. they don't deserve this shit
being:
1. in a split with your partner who is currently professing their love and
2. having a personal moral of not saying “I love you” unless you actually mean it
feels like committing social and literal suicide
“you were made to understand, not to be understood” “we will always love more than we will ever be loved” “I’ll take care of you / it’s rotten work / not to me. not if it’s you” “I loved you like the sun” shut up or I’ll kill myself
I have a distinct memory of laying in my bed as a kid and wishing with all my heart that I would get hurt. That I would get into a bad car crash or I'd disappear. So my parents would cry and realize they didn't cherish me enough.
I find it sad that younger me thought she had to get hurt to feel loved.
I will never be able to understand myself I hate this
I hate hate hate when I'm so overloaded that I stop seeing people as complex beings and can only process them as sensory hell machines or something I hate thinking about people that way
My dad was mean again he said really horrible things about me. I’m so tired
my mind is blank, disconnected, numb, but my chest hurts so bad, i want to tear it open and crush that disgusting unworthy heart.
𝖠𝗋𝗍 𝖻𝗒 𝖠𝗇𝗇𝖺-𝖫𝖺𝗎𝗋𝖺 𝖲𝗎𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗏𝖺𝗇 | 𝖨𝖦: 𝖺𝗇𝗇𝖺𝗅𝖺𝗎𝗋𝖺_𝖺𝗋𝗍