Why is it always next time, why can’t one solitary thing go my way !!!! Why is it that when I fall in love with someone, I end up pushing them away. Why can’t I be like a “normal” person? What do I have to do ! Why am I so numb to life and revert to cutting just to feel something besides pain. What did I do in my past life to deserve such a life as mine???
I go days without sleep… I can’t seem to escape a single thought. Time flies by while at the same time seems to stand still. I just want it all to stop !!!! If any of you with BPD have any helpful suggestions…. please let me know !!!! I am slowing dying here !!!!
hi, just to let you know i will be reading your blog. its good to know im not alone. i personally havnt cut myself since about november last year and that is because i have distanced myself from everyone. i dont have any friends and my family relationships are neutral. i have noone who would let me down other than support workers. if they let me down im more inclined to take an overdose. my body is scarred from cutting. my 5 main scars on my arms are fading. i have alot on my legs from 1 night when i took an od and didnt feel anything. my support worker found me and i ended up with 28 stitches i think it was. im here for moral support xxx catcha on twitter xxx mentallygb
ReplyDeleteI hear you. I mean,... I REALLY hear you!!! I could have written that myself. Feel free to get in touch if you want. DM me on twitter and I can give you my email or something.
ReplyDeleteHi Denny, I just came across your blog. I am a female in my early 30’s in the UK who is diagnosed with a ‘Complex Psychological Disorder’ including BPD. I have been blogging for a while and like you I write for therapeutic reasons. I am about to go back into therapy next week an 18-month long programme which I hope I will eventually when it is over publish into a book, if I achieve what I want towards the end two years down the line! Good luck the blog and recovery... remember each day you survive is progress towards bigger things x
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