The second I feel slightly better I'm like: "you never felt bad in the first place you're all faking it for attention, fuck you fake ass emo"
And then I feel stupid 🧍
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.
The moment you actually start thinking about suicide again after being okay is so painful
I am a masterpiece of contradictions: too much and not enough, fragile and fierce, desperate for love but terrified of it
TW: Suicidal Idealation
Am I the only one who feels doomed to die young? Like, when I think about my future, the only thing that feels right is me dying young.
Where do i go if nowhere and no-one feels like home anymore
No matter how many times my favorite person tells me he loves me I don't believe him. i can't believe him. I'm afraid of dying and not having ever felt truly loved. It's like there's a wall up in my mind that prevents me from thinking anyone could ever possibly love me. Because how do you really know?
you don't.
please don't leave; when I think you're leaving my head gets fuzzy and the world caves in and my heart bursts and leaks into my legs and the rot overcomes me
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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