How A Person Ends Things With You, Speaks Volumes. You Always Have The Choice To Be Kind And Respectful.

when you're having a hard time and trying to reach out for support and suddenly you're a child again hearing "i'll give you something to cry about"

Theres nothing more disturbing than being self aware while you have severe mental illness. Like I’ll be breaking down, bleeding out, about to off myself and then remember that normal people don’t do this shit and any sane person would go to the damn hospital.

Every time I think about messaging or calling someone, I have to remind myself that no one cares. If they did you wouldn't have to be the one always reaching out. They'd probably check up on you by now.

i was so small and new when i was ruined, i never stood a chance

Quick sketch that I made (⁠~⁠‾⁠▿⁠‾⁠)⁠~

Living with bpd means feeling like someone thrust their hand into your chest and ripped out your heart just because they looked at you wrong.

Being near me is not a privilege, it’s a punishment

did you hold me knowing you were going to let me go?