If you purposefully leave a person with bpd on read I do believe you must be possessed by demonic energy bc wtf is that. /Lh
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If you purposefully leave a person with bpd on read I do believe you must be possessed by demonic energy bc wtf is that. /Lh
Actor with no audience. Dancer who's lost the rhythm. Singer who's silent. Visionary with no dreams. Mourning tends to not be about people.
what if i just. pretend i dont have bpd anymore.
My dad said he likely has bpd. We were talking about it and I'm starting to think I might have quiet bpd. I feel like that would explain a lot why I freak out in conflict situations and why I have such bad trust and abandonment issues and an avoidant attachment style.
My best friend when I tell them all I let slide lol
Realizing you were fully emotionally cheated on... RIIIIIIGHT RIGHT!!!!!!!! no of course.
(But I'm the one in the wrong for begging them to please have better boundaries with him and choose me to want to spend time with... yk their "life partner" of five years.)
Rues crash out monologue in season two will always resonate deeply with my soul. I wish I could crash out but my brain simply stops me. Being cheated on feels bonkers.
The rain has stopped, the night has deepened, and the water flows with powerful force. 🌊
The weir temporarily imprisons the water that longs to flow. A massive concrete barrier built by human hands stands in the way of nature's course. Crashing against the wall, the water swirls violently, crying out in protest.
Yet, in the end, the water always finds a way over the barrier. It spills over the edge, returning once more to the quiet rhythm of its course.
The water never gives up. It simply meets what stands before it—and through that very collision, it fiercely, beautifully reveals its strength and proves its own existence.
Perhaps our lives are not so different.
When you find yourself standing before a wall that refuses to move, what kind of sound does your heart make as it keeps moving forward? ✨
Sometimes, the quietest places leave us with the loudest thoughts. 🌙