none of them cared when i overdosed
none of them cared about my birthday
none of them cared when i put so much fucking effort into everything
none of them remembered
none of them care.
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@mercy-mylove
none of them cared when i overdosed
none of them cared about my birthday
none of them cared when i put so much fucking effort into everything
none of them remembered
none of them care.
i hate him so much i want to die, and then, suddenly, the thought of him possibly being swept away by someone else clouds my head.
i can't let that happen. i hate him and i love him.
there is no separation of the two.
all i can do is look in horror at what i've done to myself.
i know i'm unstable. i know i have the power to shed blood. i bear my fangs, but i do not bite, for i fear of not being able to let myself feel the comfort of guilt anymore.
but i am watching.
i know what you did to him.
i am out there. and i am waiting.
i died like 5 years ago my body just kept going
even with blood running down my arms i still helped you.
Thanks for hanging out with me! Was I cool? did you like me? What do you think of me in detail? Do you hate me?
honestly i didn't think i was going to make it this far so i didn't make any plans for my future.
im so lost on where to go from here. im working my hardest every day for a career i don't even want. sure it might pay well, but what then? be anxious and miserable? be around people every. single. day?
i cant even attend a full week of school anymore without getting at least one anxiety attack. i literally cried in front of my teacher.
i really dont think i can function in society. every. little. thing. pushes me over the edge.
unfortunately i DID take what you said to heart and now i’m sobbing and debating on whether i should kill you or kill myself
i broke down and confessed to my fp about my alters, specifically the psychopathic one. you know what he did? my most cherished love?
he forgave me.
i just hope he can forgive the keeping everything he touches, the constant monitoring of his caloric intake to make sure he's getting enough, holding onto his clothes, writing hundreds of letters about how much i adore him, noting every little detail i know about him, etc.
i wish i could express my love healthily.
the masculine urge to be a pretty cis boy, walk outside on a cool, autumn night, go to a gas station, grab a monster after starving all day with scars littered across my arms like a sad canvas, and stare at the cashier with nothing but numb, guilty eyes because nothing will ever fill the void.
I can always kill myself. That's the only comforting thought I have.
bpd is actually so crazy i cannot tell you how genuinely intense everything feels.
i get so, so upset during episodes over the smallest of things. it isnt just "oh im sad" either its fucking cutting myself, wanting to die, hyperventilating and begging and pleading and making a plan to kill myself because what im feeling genuinely seems like the end of the world. theres a void inside of me that can only be filled by a love so intense that it drives me to insanity. i will overeat, spend unnecessarily, hurt myself, cling and depend on people who give me the slightest bit of attention, send suggestive things of myself to others, and put myself in dangerous situations just to feel something. that void can only ever be truly filled by an fp. without one, i feel so, so empty. i truly feel like im nothing without them. their whole existence, getting to see and talk to them everyday, getting to be with them, is the whole reason that i continue to survive. the moment theyre gone, even for five minutes, its back to nothingness. i cannot feel without them, i physically cannot bring myself to. but having a fp is so, so painful. their mood determines mine. how they treat me will determine how i feel. everyone else compared to them feels miniscule and unimportant. i could be seriously harmed by another person or admired by another person and it wouldnt matter, because the only person whos opinion of me matters is my fp. i would cut off all of my friends just to be with them and them only. i would do anything to stay with them. and when they leave, you have to understand that my whole purpose has been torn away from me. my whole reason for continuing to live gets fucking ripped away from me. and when they ignore me? i put myself in dangerous situations, i hurt myself, just so theyll come and find me and save me, take care of me, feel bad for me. i try to make them feel the same pain they make me feel by ignoring them, purposely triggering them, trying to get back at them. i hate them, because what could be more important to you than me? i put you above all else, why cant you do the same? nobody else, nothing else, should be more important or as important than me, because thats how i feel about you. and fuck, it hurts so bad knowing my partners will never feel as intensely for me as i will for them, unless im their fp. it hurts knowing that theyll truly never feel the same level of obsession and want for me that i feel for them. that theyll never be able to fully return those feelings. but its so hard being mutual fps with someone. it drives you insane. it can lead to horrid situations.
bpd is so, so hard. i hate this disorder.
is it natural to feel this empty over a text telling me that i'm annoying even though ik it's definitely true?
all i can do is reread it over and over again.
"i'm going to block you if you don't stop being annoying."
"i'm going to block you."
"i'm going to block you."
not again. please. i've been through this too many times. i'm trying, i swear.