I really need a fucking break, or a gun

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@dahsdarling
I really need a fucking break, or a gun
I’m a terrible person and everyone I love is suffering because of me
Why don't other people find life as hard as I do? I think about death everyday. I'm so overwhelmed. Everything is sooo hard. I don't know if I really want to die or if I just can't live. I want someone or something to strip me of all my responsibilities, all the pressure. If that is death then so be it.
Tw bpd vent
If you don’t want to deal with someone with mental issues don’t. I always warn new friends that I have bpd and I am going to show symptoms. Then they get surprised when I do.
Unless ur my parent you don’t have to deal with me. If you can’t handle it just be fucking honest. I don’t have the energy to be disappointed.
And no I’m not talking about “oh you can’t handle being abused, fuck you” I’m talking about when ppl get pissed that you have mental breakdowns a fuck ton of the time.
Or ignore them because you’re too depressed to talk. That type of shit.
I hate when people say suicide is the easy way out, they have no idea the pain you must be in to want to end your own life
Losing grip
1001 Grams (2014)
Girl things
legitimately the deluge of messaging women/girls are subjected to all their lives about how their teens and twenties are their "best years" is heinous psychic terrorism on a mass scale. not a coincidence that women are primed to believe that they're going to be "past their prime" and deteriorating like fucking spoiled milk right at a point in their lives at which they're likely to be only just beginning to truly come into their own
Literally feel sick to my stomach and gag every time I pass the parking lot we used to meet up at
Send help
this dream isn’t feeling sweet