Out on the borderlines.

living with and recovering from borderline personality disorder and generalised anxiety disorder.

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Love is patient, love is also kind.

But love is rage, too. Pain, shame, fear, overwhelming joy, excitement, bliss and wonder.

It's every emotion across the spectrum swirling in a kaleidescope, making you feel sick.

It's the breath leaving your lungs. It's red hot tears and endless laughter.

It's nothing in the world feeling, smelling or tasting better than that beloved person's skin and when they're long gone and in someone elses arms if you think about it you can still feel the firm, comforting warmth of their body against your chest and stomach and their beautiful face still cupped in your hands.

It's that person being so under your skin they are wearing it.

It's desperation to make it work but your emotions are ruling so you make many, many mistakes.

It's agonising to lose and a double edged sword to hold.

It's being caught between a galaxy of pleasures and a sinkhole of pain.

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You can't go back and change the beginning, but you can start where you are and change the ending. - C.S.Lewis

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I wish I'd taken more pictures of us and of him. I'd have probably rage deleted them all but... there might be some left. I only have one from christmas and I look at it all the time.

Why doesn't he miss me?

I'm worthless.

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