#bpd

Hey. I've decided to make an account here, talk about my day, and to explain situations I've been in (I will include a Trigger Warning at the beginning of the entry if you guys would like me to talk about it/more in depth). and giving advice out to you all. You may also feel free…

Mental health office called again. Pushing me to find another doctor. It just reassures how I feel unwanted and too much of a "hassle" to deal with. Yesterday was his court date, I haven't heard back from the DA office on what happened. I can sit here and say I don't care but I do.…

I just absolutely hate the way I am. Mostly my BPD. I have BPD because of trauma related issues. This has completely impacted my life. Every important adult figure in my life has left since I was born, starting with my parents. I live with my grandparents. Because of this mental illness, whenever...

That’s so true! Sleep is for the peaceful mind. The wicked never sleep! WHELP, that’s because our brains never shut the fuck up. Here is a rendition of my bedtime… oh I’m sleepy let me lay down… oh let’s cuddle… well this is boring and I hate this show so let me roll over because…

"How are you feeling today?" Well, that's an open ended question for me. Yesterday was not any better. I stayed in bed mostly all day. I did attempt in the morning to clean but my body and mind just didn't want to function. I ended up taking a medication holiday yesterday. I did not talk…

When I was a sophomore in high school I wrote this poem about feeling obsolete. I can not remember exactly how it went but it was something along the lines of me sitting on Big Ben (in London where my father lived at the time) and being able to look into his window and feeling…

How does one event, comment, smirk, or change in my life effect my complete mental health. I woke up to a beautiful morning with the man I love in a great mood. I gave him a kiss goodbye and reminded him that I love him as I do every morning. I was able to wake…

I am looking for a fuck to give today. I see how tired my partner looks. Deep in his eyes, he's as tired as if he'd fought in three wars. His grandma who is like his mother is dying. He is in a crazy busy PhD program. And I am just loosing my shit over…

It's been getting better. I mean to start I cleaned my apartment, I'm doing my laundry, and I'm getting back into a better headspace. I'm still super behind with school, but hopefully I can fix that tomorrow. I'm planning on waking up at 6:00 A.M. to start preparing myself to start work on Monday...

It feels like spiders have infested my mind and are clawing their way out as I stand by helplessly. Everything has been bothering me. The lack of work, having to cook or clean, needing to converse with friends to avoid losing a connection.. My sickly boyfriend coughing on me. I started therapy ho...