one day you think: I want to die. and then you think, very quietly: actually. actually. I think I want a coffee. a nap. a sandwich. a book. and I want to die turns day by day into want to go home, I want to walk in the woods, I want to see my friend, I want to sit in the sun, I want a cleaner kitchen, I want a better job, I want to live somewhere else. I want to live.
- via duckbunny
I’m going to end up completely alone because people can’t handle my issues or deal with me. Sometimes I don’t even know what I do wrong. I just know the way I am is unacceptable.
Besides the extreme emotions, I think the worst part of BPD is how it completely fucks with your ability to keep every form of relationship, family, friends, partners and yourself and when you’re at your worst you’re already vulnerable and alone


