that bpd feel when your mood completely crashes bc you had 1 (one) negative thought
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that bpd feel when your mood completely crashes bc you had 1 (one) negative thought
An emotion: *pokes its head through the mountain of suppression I've buried it under*
Me, beating it with a stick: Back! Back!
sometimes i’m so mentally tired that i don’t even want to think about suicide or self-harm, i just want to lay down and wait for death tbh
BPD or I-want-to-kill-myself-whenever-somebody-leaves-me-alone-for-a-second-disorder
me: I really!!!! want!!! people!!!! to help!!!! me with!!!! my problems!!!!!!!
brain: you have to tell people about your problems first.
me: disgusting. atrocious. completely repugnant. I have never heard anything so vile. get out of my sight immediately.
watch me go from “i hate you” to “i’m so sorry” in .3 seconds
Person: all you ever do is sleep.
Me: wow. It’s like I have…depression or something.
you: venting on tumblr
me, a borderline: splitposting
me when someone i love is sad: crying is a release of emotions, please cry if you need to, im here for you!!
me to me when im crying: wow ur seriously crying bc of a valid emotion? what a baby lmao suck it up
me: let's do something productive
brain: too stressed, can't focus
me: ok, then let's do something enjoyable first
brain: can't do that either, feeling too guilty for not being productive
me, gently pulling my consciousness back into my body: please keep your arms and legs inside the ride at all times
i dont think anyone really understands the levels of passively suicidal that i actually am bc like it doesnt matter where i am or what im doing id still rather be dead and its so exhausting
Idea: Tumblr Poop
You take someone else’s post and chop it’s words up and twist it to make something funny
not everyone you lose is a loss
Nothing reminds you that you have bpd more than the fear in someone’s eyes when you’re experiencing Borderline Rage™
Simultaneously hating yourself and thinking you’re the best fucking thing in the world is Borderline Culture™️
I want to erase all traces of my existence and fuck off into a black hole