[screaming internally]

hi i'm ghostfrlend & this is my side blog for mental illness related posts // neurodivergent ☆ diagnosed social anxiety ☆ diagnosed clinical depression ☆ self-diagnosed BPD

[thesimpsonswayoflife]

[avpd-chekov]

don’t you just love how mental disorders are basically buy one get seven free

[cestnepasuneblog]

I didn’t even really want the first one my mum made me buy it

[dorky-lesbian]

Mine’s a family heirloom, passed down through generations

[miridai]

[earthdad]

i don’t even need to read this to know that i am

[turing-tested]

self care is putting yourself to bed on a regular schedule because it’s the base treatment for mood disorders

there’s no twist or anything it’s just really really good for u to sleep at consistent times

[m86-deactivated20171116]

me reading this at 5am:

[bpd-hellfire]

caring about stuff is honestly such bullshit

[cephalopodcourse]

me: being abusive is bad

500 tumblr users with a url like “bpd-hamilton”: hmm…ever heard of something called…bpd??? why do you hate mentally ill people op. we cant all be neurotypical karen

[bpdchu]

Brain: BUGS ON ARM

Eyes: It's okay there's nothing there.

Hand: I checked too, there's nothing there.

Brain: ...

Brain: BUGS ON ARM AND LEG

[villaincousland]

No offense but those of you who comment shit like “um have you ever heard of BPD?” on posts about not being an abusive shithead are contributing to the stereotype that people with bpd are doomed to be terrible people forever and I hate it

[angel-vein-blog]

having bpd doesn’t excuse abusive behaviour. if you engage in abusive behaviours because of your mental illness, you’re the one who should do something about it, not the people around you.

[erniebilko]

me: *says anything*

anyone: haha cool

me, immediately panicking: 

[exceptionals]

me: hey friend: *after two minutes of not replying* hey whats up me: *washing the gasoline off myself* not much hbu

[triprobellant-deactivated201709]

just now realized the implication is the person was about to light themselves on fire. i’ve had this tagged as #me for months thinking it was just a post about loving gasoline

[yekkes]

I honestly feel like re-traumatizing yourself isn’t coping it’s self harm and normalizing this as coping is not only maladaptive but harmful in that it makes people, no less minors, think re-traumatizing themselves is a good way to cope and then “I do x horrible thing” can be excused by the words “to cope” afterwards

[highnoonbinary]

Psychotic doesn’t mean evil Psychotic doesn’t mean evil Psychotic doesn’t mean evil Psychotic doesn’t mean evil Psychotic doesn’t mean evil Psychotic doesn’t mean evil

Psychotic means someone who experiences hallucenations and delusions. We are not evil or murderous or dangerous. Stop throwing the word around a hurting actual psychotic people

[ell-inad-deactivated20250620]

depression apathy is

- walking past your favorite snacks at the grocery store and not having the energy to even want them - listening to your favorite songs and feeling nothing - only being able to muster half a smile when your lover finishes telling a joke - everyone asking you to speak up because your voice feels too heavy to raise - getting irritated at things that force you to feign interest or participate in small talk - knowing you’re kind of acting like a dick but feeling too drained to do anything about it

[marxist-angel-deactivated202108]

Okay also when someone asks you to repeat what you said and it requires all your energy to say what you just said again even if it was just a few words

[democrips]

fake conversations in your head of you venting to someone

[gahhhdamn]

how I stay sane

[alittlekendoll]

arousal! repulsion! arousal! repulsion! arousal! repulsion! arousal! repulsion!

[bpdchu]

from my parents i learned that love meant fear and hurting. love meant having fights. it meant yelling. drinking, throwing bottles at each other, shattering glass against walls. cutting holes around paper faces, stabbing holes in the heart. it meant hospital visits and flashing red and blue lights and loud knocks at the door and questions. lots and lots of questions, stemmed from a lack of understanding from curiosity, and from the suppression of memory love meant hurting, each other and yourself. love meant chaos.

but i know love does not mean that love means comfort love means quiet love means kindness love means kisses love means compliments love means caring. love means sleep, love means dreams, love means softness and skin against skin only to heal and not to hurt

but i fear i am becoming like my parents, and it is hurting