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#borderline identity disorder
lucaluvr · 2 years
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umaimayasmine · 1 year
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I wish i was loved enough by at least one person in my life so I would have never have this feeling of being lonely and it would’ve helped me with so much shit i go through every single day every night crying in my pillow choking myself up. I wish someone knew how to not be so harsh, how to actually just treat someone with love care and affection just pure genuine affection. Ion want no materialistic things nothing sexual or physical. All i need is love, someone to listen me, Ask me genuinely how my day was, what made me smile today, what actually hurts me and makes my anxiety worse, how to cheer me up and make not feel that bad what i always feel about self. I wish someone appreciated what i did for them at least once in a while. I feel so bad i have to wish about all these things one might just get from their family, friends or any loved ones, but i have no one.
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c-0-yote-teeth · 7 months
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met4lwhore · 2 months
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yall are pro mental illness until they hallucinate
yall are pro mental illness until they dissociate
yall are pro mental illness until they self-isolate
yall are pro mental illness until they're paranoid
yall are pro mental illness until they split
yall are pro mental illness until it's too Scary for your comparatively neurotypical brain to handle
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Making a playlist about my experience with borderline. Let me know if y’all have any song suggestions.
Some highlights:
Sober Haha JK Unless by Hospital Bracelet
Gilded Lily by: Cults
Saline Solution by: Wilbur Soot
Solitary Confinement by: Everybody’s Worried About Owen
Father by: The Front Bottoms
Also let me know if you want the playlist. Not linking it cause my real name and face are on my spotify
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sunlit-mess · 2 months
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bad days
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vixensofdeath · 7 months
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every day it gets harder to live. I get out of bed and don’t know what I’m doing, I don’t know who I am, I don’t know what I want or need. I simply do not exist.
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spookietrex · 1 month
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border-meme · 2 years
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The bpd urge to disappear to test if anyone would notice lmao 💕✨
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skinnyr4t · 1 month
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its-simply-just-krys · 5 months
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select the answer that best applies to you :
□ girl
□ boy
☑ a mystical ethereal being beyond one’s comprehension
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borderlinedolly · 18 days
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Things I Rarely See Talked About
Level 2/Medium Support Need Autistics
Level 3/High Support Need Autistics
Deaf and/or Blind Autistics
BIPOC Autistics
Nonverbal Autistics
Semiverbal Autistics
The Downsides of Getting a Diagnosis
Older People (30+) With Disorders Like DID, ASPD, BPD, Autism, Etc
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umaimayasmine · 2 years
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THERE'S A VOICE IN MY HEAD SAYS I'M BETTER OFF DEAD
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runby2 · 17 days
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Good morning to all,
This is a special greeting to anyone who may need to hear this,
Despite the many suggestions online, that you must only seek what makes you happy and avoid what makes you uncomfortable, sometimes we do not have the luxury of being able to understand what we may need - and/or who truly cares for us. Especially in cases of low empathy. Love is nuanced, and not truly black and white; no matter how alluring that concept of love is. We may want to run away from, and hate, those who we may not completely understand or have control over. We do not need full control over another person to be loved by them. We do not need to understand why they care about us. We are not obligated to completely reciprocate the amount of love and care someone gives to us if we are not comfortable doing so.
Do not push away well intentioned love that you do not personally understand. You deserve it. You can trust it.
Have a lovely day.
-🍷 Kristoph
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alicelilwolf · 1 month
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I wrote this poem to touch on what I experienced in my childhood and teen years that led to me developing and being diagnosed with BPD (Borderline Personality Disorder) and DID (Dissociative Identity Disorder)
Echoes of a Lost Childhood
Damn right I'm angry,
At the ghosts of my past,
I was too young to carry
Such burdens that last.
Children should laugh,
And dance in the sun,
But I bore the weight
Of what should've been shunned.
Don't tell me it shaped me,
I know that too well,
I could've been carefree,
Instead, I was compelled.
The protectors, they faltered,
Left me to fend,
Healing can't alter
The wounds that won't mend.
Damn right I'm angry,
For youth stolen away,
No amount of solace
Can bring back those days.
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plantwh1spers · 1 year
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Wake up babe, new bingo just dropped
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