It’s Hard To Hate Someone When You Can Remember What It Was Like To Love Them. I Wish I Could Erase

i literally have to lay down after every minor task. going to the supermarket is a herculean effort. how am i supposed to live a life like this

where is the off button

don’t feel very emotionally stable right now I feel beat down and too mentally tired to even speak or move and my mood keeps fluctuating between intense anger and violence and being upset and nostalgic and it’s giving me a headache and I want it to stop and it’s not working

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Can’t feel anger without physically punching walls or holding in the intrusive violent urges so much that it makes my arms physically burn and hurt

Can’t look at someone who’s even moderately attractive without desperately falling in love and imagine a whole life together

Can’t feel “happy” or moderately excited without feeling like my chest is about to burst and the only way to get it out is to literally vibrate and yell

Can’t feel sad without spiralling immediately into just wanting to stop existing

Can’t feel nervous without teeth chattering chest burning about to throw up

Or just don’t feel anything at all when (apparently) I am supposed to

bpd culture is wishing you could feel emotions normally

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if I think about you long enough or hard enough will I cross your mind?

I miss the way you used to look at me. I spend most of my time living in memories and trying to remember what you sound like.

What is the line between being delulu and being actually insane. I write you letters and poetry you’ll never see. I’d set myself on fire to keep you warm. I want you to dig your hands into my shoulder blades and grab my heart and pull me into your chest. Let me slowly bleed out over you.