#living with bpd

[support]

Everything okay?

If you or someone you know is struggling, you are not alone. There are many support services that are here to help. For 24/7 peer support and other resources, message KokoBot on Tumblr.

If you are in the United States, please try:

National Suicide and Crisis Lifeline or dial 988 or (en Español)

The Trevor Project (LGBT crisis intervention) or dial 1-866-488-7386

Trans Lifeline or dial 1-877-565-8860 (en Español)

The National Domestic Violence Hotline or 1-800-799-SAFE (7233)

Rape Abuse & Incest National Network or 1-800-656-HOPE (4673)

S.A.F.E. Alternatives for Stopping Self Abuse or 1–800-DONT-CUT (366–8288)

National Eating Disorders Association

If you are outside the United States, visit IASP to find resources for your country.

For more resources, please visit our Counseling & Prevention Resources page for a list of services that may be able to help.

[betweenmee]

You don’t get it, this pain never goes away

[neurodivergenttales]

BPD is watching yourself burn your own life to the ground over and over again

[maybe-an-aspd-angel]

[borderlinebeauty]

you can’t hurt me if I’m ✨gone✨

[mul-pi]

Would you love me if I was normal? If I was pretty? If I was skinnier? If I was kind? If I was... Better. Someone else

[y2kskelly]

[morbitchuary]

Christmas is almost here idk if I should hang the lights or hang myself

[jiraikeibabes]

Hate my body so much someone cut the fat off of me

[borderline-gays-club]

[bpdgotmelike]

it always dawns on me how disposable i am. yes i can be useful to people when they want me to be but the truth is nobody truly needs me. what i can give people, which isn’t much to begin with, can be found anywhere from anyone else. i’m not special and i know that. i imagine myself not present in the lives of the people i love and it’s clear they wouldn’t be missing out on much. not to mention how it feels like people only merely entertain me, maybe out of pity than anything else. i’m only as good as people want me to be and when they don’t want me anymore there isn’t anything i can say or do that’ll convince them i’m worthwhile. i am nothing.

[neurodivergenttales]

I can’t remember a time when I could actually recognise myself in the mirror.

Ever since I was a kid when I’ve seen my reflection it has felt like looking at a stranger.

I’ve genuinely never been able to identify with myself.

[imakeartwheniwanttodie]

[nemosopenletters-blog]

Too Much

I will always be "too much".

Doing too much

Saying too much

Thinking too much

Asking too much.

Giving too much.

Wanting too much.

Feeling too much.

Sometimes I even be seeing too much.

Sometimes I'm too insecure.

Too depressed.

Too loud.

Too obnoxious.

Too clumsy.

Too forgetful.

Too angry.

Sometimes I'm working too hard.

Sometimes I'm complaining too much.

Sometimes I'm sleeping too much.

Hell sometimes I think I'm eating too much.

I be feigning too much.

Needing too much.

Always be asking you questions too much

Always be opening up too much

Always be shutting you out too much.

Sharing my stories a little too much

Sharing my feelings a little too much.

Seeing in black and the white too much.

But sometimes im not enough.

I'm not helping enough.

Explaining enough.

Pretty enough.

Quiet enough.

Happy enough.

Stable enough

Sometimes I think I'm not dead enough.

[azzehkarla]

New year no me i don't exist anymore

[mul-pi]

Bpd is this void in your chest that never leaves you alone.