Sometimes my own past irritates me because what was I even doing bro

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Sometimes my own past irritates me because what was I even doing bro
it hurts when you go through something that kills you inside but you have to act like it doesn't affect you at all
There was a time where I was a child, sobbing in my pillow begging God to help me. Begging him to take my life because I couldn’t take living anymore. I was a child. I’ve been fighting depression my whole life.
I’m so tired
it’s not fair why can you go on like that and i’m sitting here crying my life out of myself
I don’t think I was meant to be happy and I need to stop hoping that one day that’ll change because I’ll forever be an empty shell of a person
do i really deserve all this pain? am i that bad?
“why didn’t you ask for help?”
because u saw i was struggling and didn’t offer
It hurts. It hurts a lot. But I'll keep it to myself so it doesn't hurt anyone else.
crazy how trauma makes you push people away when all you want is love
no one talks about how hard it is when your mood is constantly switching between "its okay, i don't care. i'm fine" and "i don't know how much more i can take"
I can’t take this anymore. I just want to be a normal person with normal emotions, but I’m not. I’m fucking crazy with emotions so intense it makes you feel like you’re about to explode and shatter into a million fucking pieces.
do you wanna throw me against a wall and make out with me with your hand on my throat or am i wasting my time
I don’t wanna be alone. But I feel so guilty involving people in my mess off a life. I’m turbulent. I’m distant. I’m clingy. I’m sensitive. I’m difficult, as fuck. I can be such a terrible person, when I get hurt. And I always get hurt. I hate myself so much. I wish I could feel things normally. I wish I was normal. I hate bpd. I’m cursed with bpd. And life is agonising.