it’s funny how some people want to have specific mental disorders/ personality disorders/ disabilities/ etc until they find out about the parts of them that they can’t romanticize and then it’s “that’s so fucking insane, how could they. you have to be actually crazy” like no this is us and who we are. you wanted to be us so bad until it wasn’t convenient for you anymore.
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life with bpd is always trying to fill a huge hole in your chest. you spend your life looking for a cure that doesn't really exist
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The absolute overwhelming fear that you’re a bad person because of all the mistakes you’ve made and the times that your symptoms affected other people is an awful experience
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