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support · 10 years
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Everything okay?
If you or someone you know is struggling, you are not alone. There are many support services that are here to help. For 24/7 peer support and other resources, message KokoBot on Tumblr.
If you are in the United States, please try:
National Suicide Prevention Lifeline (1-800-273-8255) The Trevor Project (LGBTQ youth, ages 13-24) National Eating Disorders Association (online chat, text) RAINN (National Sexual Assault Hotline)
If you are outside the United States, visit IASP to find resources for your country.
For more resources, please visit our Counseling & Prevention Resources page for a list of services that may be able to help.
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fairydollparts · 1 year
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nyckiodell · 2 years
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BPD is watching yourself burn your own life to the ground over and over again
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depending your entire mood on another person is absolutely pathetic and i hate that i’m like this
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persephon3schild · 2 years
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that shit never ends
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hotgirlmessss · 1 year
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What the fuck is wrong with my brain
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bunnieborderline · 1 year
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aussie-trans-king · 2 years
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shy-the-schizophrenic · 9 months
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traumatizeddfox · 3 months
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sorry i didn’t text back i could feel the darkness creeping inside of me and i could still feel his hands all over me. my bed became the bones of my youth and i could never fall asleep quite right but im good now what about you?
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dexu4y · 1 year
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the anger i feel towards ppl i love when i’m splitting is indescribable like i want to block them on everything and never speak to them again but then 5 mins later im sobbing over how much i love them it’s exhausting
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I can’t remember a time when I could actually recognise myself in the mirror.
Ever since I was a kid when I’ve seen my reflection it has felt like looking at a stranger.
I’ve genuinely never been able to identify with myself.
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solsticeivy · 1 year
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As someone with bpd, it is inherently selfish. This disorder demands to heard, it demands to be felt. It demands a reaction or your world could end. It's a constant survival mode with unhealthy coping mechanisms piling on and on and sometimes all you can do is fucking watch.
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