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@notyourvxlentine
Sylvia Plath, in a letter to Edward Cohen dated 11th September 1950; featured in The Letters of Sylvia Plath: vol. I: 1940 1956
it's my nature.
BPD culture is not knowing if you're overreacting to something trivial or under-reacting to something legitimately traumatizing.
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I am so tired of telling people how to love me
I shouldn't have to beg, plead for it
It's like reintroducing myself every time
Like our whole relationship never happened
I always go unheard
via wehearit
giving the people around you emotional whiplash because one second you’re so sad you can barely walk and then next you’re ecstatic because someone texted you
how to make money if I’m the most useless person in the world *google search*
One of the worst things about BPD is the addiction to pain. You feel so hollow that when you feel any kind of pain, you want to continue it for no reason other than to at the very least feel something. I was just watching a triggering video and continued to trigger myself further, I started crying, and I still didn't stop. And now that I'm calm, I have no idea what to do with it, and the emptiness that came back, so I want to trigger myself again. Because even with all the mood swings, you're still hollow. That's probably why so many borderlines refer to self-harm as a coping mechanism. Love and pain are probably the strongest emotions I've ever felt, and that's probably why abusive relationships felt right in the past.
But also knowing this feels like people would diminish my pain, to he honest. I know it doesn't, and I still have trauma, I'm hurting, it doesn't matter who triggered me... but still.
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I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I thought I was fine.
I thought I could handle this but I can't.
girls i don't know how many "ill figure it out"s ive got left
must be nice to be able to let things go, unfortunately everything that has ever happened to me never leaves my mind
I was never meant to exist on this earth.