I dont think I can do this much longer, it hurts too much
I genuinely think there’s something so irrevocably wrong with me that no matter how hard I try to recover and distract myself with good people and nice things I will never be able to escape it
posting on tumblr cause i don’t have anyone to talk to, tired of burdening my fp with my feelings, it just pushes them further away, im so lonely.
I’m never the girl the guy wants. Fuck it ruins me to see me be tossed aside like garbage or used like garbage 😔
i was so small and new when i was ruined, i never stood a chance
When did this start? When did I wake up hating myself? When did I start avoiding every mirror I came across? When did I hate being in pictures? When did my smiles become forced, and difficult? When did I stop looking both ways when I crossed the street? When did I stop leaving the house because I hated the way I looked that day? When did I grow to hate myself so much that I did physical damage to my body? When did I realize I had to change my wardrobe to hide the scars? When did I start avoiding everybody that ‘loves’ me? When did I start wanting to leave this world? It’s been so long, I don’t remember.
I think something that is tough about BPD is being in a relatively good place in life and still feeling the destructive urge to end it all.
Bpd is not being able to love yourself unless someone else loves you, but never fully believing that they could actually love someone like you.
I had forgotten about so many of these ಥ‿ಥ
Reflecting on the little things that kept me around when I didn’t want to be. It’s not wrong if the only thing you’re living for is trivial. Try to remember your own✨
Warm bed, cold room
The animals outside
My favorite artists releasing new content
My favorite creators releasing new content
Eating the dough when I bake
Seeing animals at the zoo
Growing plants
Laughter
Wearing my favorite outfit
Deep diving on a topic I’m into
Laying in the sunlight through the window
New funny memes
Dogs
Stuffed animals
Oversized sweatshirts
A really good meal
A really good sweet treat
Music that gives me chills
Colorful flowers
Spite
Curiosity
New books
Cool rocks
Low lighting
Vanilla candles
When the weather starts to cool
Waking up and realizing I have hours longer to sleep
Funny videos online
Leaning a new skill
Realizing I’m passionate about something
Rivers
Mountains
Pretty landscapes
Listening to a song/album on repeat
Sitting down after standing for a while
Bird nests
Crocheted clothes
Rain
Thunder
Clouds
Road trips
Winning bingo
Crunchy piles of leaves
Accidental jokes
Discovering new music
Petty revenge
Love (of anyone or thing)
A dog running to you
Finding a really good restaurant
Ice cream with a hot dessert
Cold water
Wholesome videos online
Finding something really cute on sale
Coloring
Writing
Late nights
Deep conversations
Discovering a new aspect to my personality
Sleeping
Odd compliments
Freaking out with a fandom
Slime
Dogs again
Blowing dandelions
Someone getting my reference
Dancing to music alone
Learning useless facts
Learning funny facts
Telling an anecdote someone is interested in
Learning to cook
Dogs again
Taking a photo of myself that I like
Gift giving
Getting gifts
Winning carnival games
Feeling free
The sound of streams
Baths
Doing my hair
Doing my makeup
Taking a pretty picture
Windy days
Seeing the stars
A child laughing or smiling to me
Decorating my water bottle
Wind chimes
Binging a good tv show
Homemade gifts
Ice cream trucks
Making someone laugh
Overcoming a fear
Making progress internally
Inside jokes
Finding something after searching for a while
When the world feels paused / not real
Finding a nice-feeling texture
Smooth drawing pens
Colorful sunsets
Waterfalls
A really good story
If none of these resonate enough to help, I implore you to come up with your own :)
Do you ever feel like you’re just convenient?
You’re the convenient friend, convenient time pass, convenient relationship, convenient option for everyone.
You’re the person people hang out with because you’re easy, and always eager because you’re always just so desperate to feel wanted and not alone, but really you’re just convenient.
You know you’re not special, and that your spot in their life will be easily replaced and that they’d much rather someone else in their company- but again you’re just convenient. You’re the convenient option. The always available option.
I’m the friend who has best friends but isn’t the best friend. I’m the convenient friend. I’m the lover who falls in love but never the one being loved. I’m just the convenient route.
Im the ‘never says no’ friend. The ‘easy to take advantage of’ friend. The ‘can you do me a favour?’ friend. I’m the ‘useful until no longer of use’ friend. I’m the ‘I want to do something but everyone else is busy’ friend.
I’m the butt of the joke friend. I’m the punching bag friend. The forgotten friend. The one who’s feelings aren’t considered because I’m the ‘she’ll get over it’ friend.
I’m just the easy and convenient friend.
And that’s my own fault, thinking always being available, always being easy and giving more of myself will finally one day deem me worthy in someone’s eyes. Spoiler alert - it doesn’t. I’m still never enough.
I’m the ‘smile through the pain’ friend because being this friend hurts.
TW: lots of dark and uncomfy topics but if you're here that's probably what you're looking for ... I hope that someday we can both find a way to be ok.... I don't care what that way is.... whatever finally brings peace 20 years old
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