Bpd Is So Unbearably Lonely. You Never Feel Like Anyone Loves You Because They Only Care About The Sanitized

why is everything so heavy and why do i have to feel so fucking hollow all the time.

They should invent a new kind of Being Alive where it's not painful and it doesn't hurt constantly and actually feels worth it and you're happy for more than a few hours at a time

i can’t do it anymore. i just want to give up on everything. i have nothing left to give.

~ Girls when they can never be as pretty as the others, no matter how hard they try ~

I am a masterpiece of contradictions: too much and not enough, fragile and fierce, desperate for love but terrified of it

bpd develops for a reason. don’t ever let anyone make you forget that.

you were hurt and had no one when you needed it most. you’ve been through so much pain and trauma. regardless of what the world sees you as, this was the way your brain decided to cope. this was the only way your brain knew how to survive and keep you alive to this point. you’re amazing and i’m proud of you

At the end of the day, it's still you alone with your blades while the people who hurt you so much live peacefully

And you're here, on this fucking app, trying to find comfort in people at least as destroyed as you are

how unfair is that ?