if being hard on yourself worked, it would have worked by now

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if being hard on yourself worked, it would have worked by now
i’m just someone’s weird coworker
Rainy days make me want to stay in bed all day but then again I want to stay in bed everyday
I don’t have a break down every day, I have multiple small breakdowns in a day, go completely numb for a few days Then question my entire existence rinse and repeat
“its gonna be okay” bro fucking when
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Can’t believe I woke up and now I have to spend another day with my fucking thoughts…
I'm either gonna kill myself or kill someone else I'm so fucking tired of everything
How to trigger bpd rage 101:
Why does being ignored even in the slightest send me into a spiraling rage? I want to destroy everything and myself. Obviously what I say doesn't matter and isn't worth responding to. I wish I could smash myself into pieces just to prove a point that I don't matter and never did.
i think the worst part about having bpd is being reliant on another person for your happiness. it’s not their job or responsibility and it’s not fair to put it on them, but it’s like every time they don’t talk to me, every message left on seen, every lackluster reply, anytime i can’t tell whether or not they really love me tears me apart. i’m constantly afraid anytime not spent with me is spent talking about me even after they’ve assured me they aren’t. whenever they’re not with me i’m left with this empty feeling of anxiety and helplessness i can’t escape even through sleep.
it’s exhausting.
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