#bipolar thoughts
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robynleefaryna · 7 days ago
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Foggy morning - making me feel nostalgic
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saddevilsworld · 1 month ago
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“it’s all in your head” well yeah it’s a MENTAL illness
“you choose to act like this” no, no, i don’t wish this upon my worst enemy
“you’re so back and forth it’s annoying” how do you think I feel having to go through it every day. y’all can take a break from me i can’t do that. i don’t have the luxury
“stop overreacting” i would if bpd would let me control my emotions and behavior
these are just some things i heard from my family <3
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plottwistedstory · 29 days ago
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nichts fühlt sich real an, wenn ich’s nicht mit dir teile
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gazniet · 3 months ago
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being active on tumblr again feels like running back to an ex that u know is only gonna fuck you up more
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sweetlytwilight · 2 months ago
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bipolar-bitch1776 · 10 months ago
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im manic but like in a depression way
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bipolarsteaparty · 11 months ago
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It’s true, I feel like a monster sometimes. I really do. Look at how I hurt people. Look at what I do.
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everlosteverfound · 9 months ago
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Just comfort me
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empatheticnymph · 1 month ago
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Life with A Mental Health Disability Leave Mother. I go back to work Halloween. It’s been almost 5 months and I’ve needed every second.
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the-drug-addicts-diary · 1 year ago
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I wish i could get off my meds.
My mind beats to the same rhythm as my heart. It says: do-it, do-it, do-it. For a glimpse of a moment i saw what it feels like to become one with my art.
I'm not really good at it, but still, at some point, me and the canvas became two halves of a single being, and i knew i could be really good at it. It was incredible. I experienced it with writing many times before, but not with anything else.
I desire to create paintings that don't make any sense. I wish i could dedicate my life to it, to get better at it, i want to give myself away in colours and words because this way, i can become infinite.
I want that kind of orgasmic creativity that will make me lose control.
Now when I know what it's like to be out there, what i could achieve, i don't want to get back to my restrains. I didn't even stop using meds, and i can just imagine what it would look like if i did. What kind of art i would be able to make.
My doctor calls it destabilized, i call it awake.
It kinda makes me wonder what my creativity is made of, if it can be completely killed with some additional anipsychotics. Just a symptom? Maybe.
This is the only life i will get. Am i wasting my true potential by ignoring my call? By choosing the stable life? I have no idea, but getting off my meds is just a wishful thinking. Maybe in another world, i will decide to do it. But for the sake of me and everyone around me, it won't be this one.
I'm just not sure which one is worse. The madness? Or its loss?
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robynleefaryna · 10 days ago
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My office buddy 💖
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saddevilsworld · 27 days ago
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my brain has thousands of unfinished thoughts a day cannot for the life of me straighten anything out
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plottwistedstory · 1 month ago
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Wenn mir kalt ist, dann ist da nichts, was heiß genug sein könnte um mich zu wärmen & wenn mir warm ist, dann kann ich mir kein Eis kalt genug vorstellen um mich zu kühlen.
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ovrmymind · 5 months ago
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Never get attached!
Oopsie too late but guess what? I'll live! And you will too. Fuck em!!!!!!
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gazniet · 3 months ago
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well it’s safe to say i’m killing myself tn
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barbossas-wench · 4 months ago
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Am I guilty?
Am I'm my own enemy?
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