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spookietrex · 1 month
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borderlineflower · 5 months
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i need to start living and not just surviving every damn day
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crossnnshadow · 2 years
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#Repost @bpdlove_ with @make_repost ・・・ #hashtagbpd #bpdlife #bpdprobs #bpdandfriends #borderlinepersonalitydisorder #borderlinelife #mydiary #mylife #bpdandme #livingwithbpd #borderlinegirl #bpdawareness #bpdthings #bpdsupport #dbt #dbtskills #dbtskillsfordays #therapy #bpd #toosensitive #johnnydepp #johnnydeppvsamberheard #amberheard (at Goonellabah, New South Wales) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cc79nN8hxE1/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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actually-borderline · 3 years
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hi there! 
welcome to my blog, actually borderline. my name is Heba Klein (she/her), a 23 years old writer who struggles with borderline personality disorder. you most likely know me from my other blog @crushedborderline, this is not an extension of my other blog but a completely new one.
this blog is a collaborative project, voices from all over the world will be read and expressed in all kinds of different ways: playlists, pictures, videos and of course, stories written by borderlines, for borderlines.
how to submit a post: send me an email at [email protected] indicating the city you’re from, your age and a few lines explaining what you would like to write about. i will get back to you in the next 24 hours. i can post it anonymously for you or you can submit it through the submission box so it will be linked directly to your blog. all posts must be approved my me first through email.
all the posts with different authors will be in the tags. example mine is actuallyheba.
if you have any question, don’t hesitate to send me an email or a direct message. if we previously spoke on my other blog, you can reach out to me there as well but the delay might be longer. all anonymous messages will be answered on sundays!
enjoy x
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wilderdragon334 · 4 years
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Is it wrong to enforce a rule when something makes you uncomfortable???????????
when people wanna talk about someome/something that bothers you really bad???
When you left for a long time to heal and come back telling them that you can't handle listening or knowing about that one thing, are you the bad one?
is it my fault im weak right now? is it my fault
im sensitive?
I know I'm bipolar, I know I get upset alot, I know I have a lot of triggers. But I also know that we are all very different. You guys haven't dealt with someone like me. Youve seen who cause this, youve seen a speck of what they've done, you all barely understood why I left. I try to manage myself everyday, but I can't control you, I don't want to. But if I can control something that will help me feel sane and manageable I will. I'm sorry that I'm asking too much of any of you. I'm sorry to think you all are just insensitive to my needs. I'm sorry that I'm selfish. You know why I left, why would you expect me to be ok with it all of a sudden? I constantly change myself and put up with things I don't quite agree with, yet one rule is too much for you and your friends. I'm truly sorry. You can blame and tell me that it's my fault and I push people away, but I know what I do, and I know I care about people. I've spent so much time focusing on other people that I'm just broken, and right now I want to fix me. So if my one rule to help my own sanity is too much I'm sorry for you. I tried, for you and many others. This time I won't comprise, especially for people that don't even try to understand. Especially since I'm just "tripping", dude you know, you know how I feel about it. You understand, u understand under so many instances and circumstances why would I change so instantly now?? I'm sorry man
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I’ve been disassociating hard as hell lately and I have to keep reminding myself that you’re real
Its really bad
And I’m scared you’re just gonna decide one day you don’t wanna talk to me anymore
And if you do
Its okay
But it’s gonna break my heart
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thetruemireya · 5 years
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Unwanted Fantasies
This will prolly trigger someone, idc, I just wanna went..
I'm lesbian, I've tried dating men but I just don't connect or fall in love with men no matter how much I like em it's all platonic love. And even hot guys don't do much for me, they just don't turn me on even if I like em esthetically. And the sex is not unpleasant at best no matter how good the guy is or how likable they are. Women just are my thing
However, when I'm feeling down and depressed I start to fantasize about being fu**ed straight, like somebody just tied me down and pulled my hair and ba**ed the lesbian out of me even if actually thinking about it disgusts me..
Like what's wrong with me? Am I just unhappy as me, is it my bpd messing me up or what.. I'm confused and hate myself each time those fantasies hit me because they remind me of all those revolting men who believe their d**ks could "convert" an actual lesbian..
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onlineborderline · 5 years
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Big mood
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Day 24: What’s something you wish someone would say to you?
This one is actually very difficult. I could make a list of things I wish people would say to me, so I think I will. 
1. “You are enough.”
2. “You’re beautiful.” 
3. “You’re going to be okay.”
4. “I choose you.”
5. “BPD doesn’t mean you’re evil.”
6. “ You can get through this.” 
I don’t have people to tell me the simple things, without me asking that is. I just wish someone would pay me a compliment or give me support just because, not when I ask. I want to believe that these statements are true, but unfortunately I haven’t been able to. Maybe one day though
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people will say that they understand your mental illness and accept you the way you are, but drop you the second you act mentally ill. 
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2queer2function-22 · 6 years
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how do you get over someone who you can't be with? I’ve never been utterly in love until i met them. but there are so many reasons we can't be together(at least rn) and yet all I want is to put everything i need aside and be with them. for them. beside them. i want to hold their hand as we fall asleep. i want to feel their fingers on my back. i want to hold them while they cry or laugh or just be. i want to share memories for a lifetime and more. but i also want to let go. to be grateful and content with what is. 
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spookietrex · 1 month
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I'm so thankful that my therapist encourages me to write letters to my abusers, even if I'll never send them.
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borderlineflower · 5 months
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i miss having someone to call mine
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fuckuhluckadingdong · 7 years
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Figured out a thing about myself.
So, my whole life, I've had this fucked up relationship with sex. I don't even like or want sex nearly as much as I portray. But I constantly am the girl that is just dying to suck your dick or do anything to please you and get you to pay sexual attention to me. If I'm rejected for any reason, even if it's just the dude is too tired or whatever 100 other valid reasons why a person might not want to have sex at the time, I fall apart inside. I have always wondered and simply rationalized that I guess I just base my own value off of my sex appeal. Therefore, if my advances and my service and my appearance are not enough to get a man to have simple sex with me, my shit brain decides there is something deeply wrong with me. I've always had some idea that this had something or everything to do with my emotionally absent father but I still couldn't understand why. Today I think I've cracked that secret. I never got the attention or affection or love I needed from my father. He came around every once in awhile but I have always been his therapist. He has never been someone I could confide in and feel like I was being heard. Like what I said mattered. I grew up deprived of the attention and protective nature of a male that I apparently needed. Thus my "daddy issues". My attraction to older, dominant men makes even more sense to me now. I crave the protection from the world that I never had. As a teenager, coming in to my own sexuality, the only thing that work to hold the attention of men was my sex appeal. I never felt i was exciting or personable or charismatic or even simply pretty enough to captivate someone. The only weapon i had to wield was my sexuality. And I made sure, from way too young of an age, that I was the naughtiest and most willing servant. And usually, this worked like a charm. Got me the attention, however fleeting, I needed. This brings me back to the rejection though. As borderlines, the bane of our existence is abandonment. Anything and everything can be perceived as such if you let yourself think hard enough about it. When someone rejects me sexually, even if it is for valid reasons, the self hatred that lives inside of me has a fucking field day. Because if I can't engage a man who are stereotypically known to be basically sex addicts (yes I know this is an outdated and wildly untrue assertion), then what good am I? What do I have to offer? I am worthless. This is my thought process and I am at the very least glad that I have been able to fully recognize it and decode it for what it is. Unfortunately it still means I have to develop a sense of self worth, which I am trying to work on. I just thought I would share this for my own reference and see if anyone else feels this way as well. Responses, reblogs, messages are all welcome if you identify with this post.
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nessaanne13 · 7 years
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🤷🏽‍♀️🤷🏽‍♀️ #bpdprobs
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