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but I knew how to dress it up

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compilation

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All the things I have never had the luck to have, I feel like I have lost.

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fatima aamer bilal, excerpt from moony moonless sky’s ‘i am tired of making a religion out of my suffering’.

[text id: i am too little, and too much, and never enough.]

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she's a 10 but if she has a severe mental breakdown she says "we" instead of "i" when she talks about herself

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Nobody apologized for how they treated me they just blamed me for how I reacted

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i hate being misunderstood. i hate when people dont get it. i feel like my entire life has been an effort to learn how to communicate only to be told repeatedly that nothing i say or do matters. it contributes to this overwhelming feeling of helplessness that i just cant handle. i dont know what im supposed to do except try my best and expect disappointment from every corner. every time i try to contribute to a conversation theres this feeling that im bothering people or that what im saying has no real relevance. i decided to get a degree in language because i wanted to communicate better and i didnt want anyone to have a reason to doubt my abilities but that just never mattered. if someone doesnt want to understand you, they wont. and you cant get mad. if you get mad youre unreasonable and stupid and a bad person.

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i hate being misunderstood. i hate when people dont get it. i feel like my entire life has been an effort to learn how to communicate only to be told repeatedly that nothing i say or do matters. it contributes to this overwhelming feeling of helplessness that i just cant handle. i dont know what im supposed to do except try my best and expect disappointment from every corner. every time i try to contribute to a conversation theres this feeling that im bothering people or that what im saying has no real relevance. i decided to get a degree in language because i wanted to communicate better and i didnt want anyone to have a reason to doubt my abilities but that just never mattered. if someone doesnt want to understand you, they wont. and you cant get mad. if you get mad youre unreasonable and stupid and a bad person.

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i hate being misunderstood. i hate when people dont get it. i feel like my entire life has been an effort to learn how to communicate only to be told repeatedly that nothing i say or do matters. it contributes to this overwhelming feeling of helplessness that i just cant handle. i dont know what im supposed to do except try my best and expect disappointment from every corner. every time i try to contribute to a conversation theres this feeling that im bothering people or that what im saying has no real relevance. i decided to get a degree in language because i wanted to communicate better and i didnt want anyone to have a reason to doubt my abilities but that just never mattered. if someone doesnt want to understand you, they wont. and you cant get mad. if you get mad youre unreasonable and stupid and a bad person.

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i hate being misunderstood. i hate when people dont get it. i feel like my entire life has been an effort to learn how to communicate only to be told repeatedly that nothing i say or do matters. it contributes to this overwhelming feeling of helplessness that i just cant handle. i dont know what im supposed to do except try my best and expect disappointment from every corner. every time i try to contribute to a conversation theres this feeling that im bothering people or that what im saying has no real relevance. i decided to get a degree in language because i wanted to communicate better and i didnt want anyone to have a reason to doubt my abilities but that just never mattered. if someone doesnt want to understand you, they wont. and you cant get mad. if you get mad youre unreasonable and stupid and a bad person.

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nice personality disorder did your mom give it to you

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bpd culture is wondering how long i can still hang on.

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cute bpd things!!

paranoia

*small inconvenience* BREAK UP BREAK UP BREAK UP BREAK UP

yeah im fine lol look at this meme :D

paranoia

mood depending on them

every text hurts or feels way too good

intrusive thought yeouch okay ouch thats another one yeOOUCH

the 50000+ articles on how youre abusive

paranoia

fp is bad for me but its ok i love them<3

"if i hurt someone its gonna be myself"

becoming completely obsessed with someone the moment they give you the slightest attention

never being able to cut anyone off ever. immediately go running back

cry because theyre talking to someone that IS NOT ME

oh my fp isnt here. okay. oh im dissociating okay i dont have any purpose to continue living without them okay my life literally revolves around them i want to die where are they are they safe i dont know what to do with myself

"just leave. everyone does anyways"

5 minutes later theyre the worst person ever

*looking for an identity* hmmm, where could it be?

dependent on fp like theyre a parental figure you never had

paranoia

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People without BPD (Borderline Personnality Disorder) will never understand the shit we’re going through every second of our life.

It’s always «you’re acting so fucking crazy and paranoid»

but never «what happened for you to react like this?»

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BPD math: they said I can come “if I want” instead of “you should come” so that means they hate me and they wish I was dead.