Right now I'm going through what I'll describe as a never ending panic attack. It's a mix of extreme stress and anxiety and a bad psycothic episode
I've been like this for over 2 days, i can't sleep, I can't think, I can't do anything
It started because I realised that I might have to lower my head, sell my soul to the abuse, and go back to my parents
Things have been way too hard, and I have been pushing myself in any way I can, but I haven't got paid from my job in over a year, and recently they told me that I won't be getting paid until february at least
I did all I could
I tried so hard
I can't go back
But I want to live, and I can't live like this
But I can't live there either
There's no way out, no options left
Not even death is an option
All I can do is take it. Suffer the pain. Sit there and dissociate until I burn away the valuable little time I have left
A second feels like a minute. An hour feels like a day. A day goes by like a second.
I mourn everyone who has lost their lives due to the effects of their BPD. I wish people genuinely realized just how bad a mental condition it is to live with.