I'm already not good enough for you to love, why do you have to be so mean on top of it...
I'm so fucking done with this shit life. I want to quit.
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@bpdone-with-humanity
I'm already not good enough for you to love, why do you have to be so mean on top of it...
I'm so fucking done with this shit life. I want to quit.
itās so heartbreaking to realize that iām not getting better.. itās just phases of good, then bad, then repeat.. no matter how good i think iām doing, it always seems to get bad again..
The fear of abandonment isnāt just about people leaving, itās the gut-wrenching belief that you arenāt worth staying for.
i need to crash out. i need to explode. i can't fucking do this.
Slowly mastering the skill to swallow down all my tears.
Because I am nothing but a burden.
I don't need to cry.
I'm just attention seeking if I do.
i wish i was a ālove me loudly or donāt love me at allā person but i was cursed with abandonment issues so im a ālove me however terribly and abusively you want just donāt leave meā person
I think one of the worst symptoms of bpd is the lack of emotional permanence no matter how many good and loving people you have in your life the second you are alone it feels like you were never loved and it was all just a figment of your imagination
What doesn't kill you leaves you bleeding for the rest of your life wishing it did
Honestly. Stop expecting me to open up to you. I can't. I did once, and learned the hard way it was a fucking stupid thing to do. I love you, but I can't let you that close. Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me.
A bullet in my head would be less traumatic than me waking up everyday
āit gets better!!!ā
yea for two weeks until i fall apart again and end up at the starting line. itās just a vicious cycle
iām very self aware. which unfortunately hasnāt solved anything
neglecting my needs because thatās all anyone has ever showed me how to do
"are you okay?" absolutely not but i'd rather kill everyone in the room than talk about it