Why don't other people find life as hard as I do? I think about death everyday. I'm so overwhelmed. Everything is sooo hard. I don't know if I really want to die or if I just can't live. I want someone or something to strip me of all my responsibilities, all the pressure. If that is death then so be it.
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Wanting to die is such a hard feeling
You know you're not supposed to be here, but you still go to sleep and wake up.
It doesn't matter how hurt you are and how much you hurt yourself, you'll never have the satisfaction of death
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I wanna peel my skin off just to stop everything from overwhelming me. I'm either feeling everything at once or nothing at all. What the fuck is wrong with me?
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i feel annoyed at how bpd is talked about.
not about the stereotypes that are played into, but it’s more about the fact that every time i want to learn more about my illness, all i can find is: “they have very unstable relationships which makes them feel bad and then they act out cause they are impulsive”
that’s a simplification and over exaggeration - but it’s true.
even in bpd subreddits, it’s people complaining and talking about their relationships and how it messes with them, asking for opinions.
i don’t mean to sound insensitive, because these are real issues. but im just tired of the other symptoms being ignored.
for me, it’s constant chronic (2+ years) intrusive suicidal thoughts, constantly feeling like i am being judged by those around me, sh’ing because i “need to be punished for my mistakes”, and being unable to tell anyone around me what i am going through because “if they knew, they would hate me”. its being so empty that i can’t tell if i, or the world around me, really exists.
it’s isolating, swinging from happy to suicidal in just a few minutes. it’s feeling rage because nobody knows what ive been through, but being unable to tell anyone. it’s repeating my worst memories over, and over, and over again until i can’t take it anymore.
im not comparing experiences, they are all valid. but i am tired of not seeing any representation of my experiences in bpd communities - and of seeing 700 “my boyfriend did [x] and then i did/feel [y]” posts instead.
am i alone in how i feel? do i even have bpd?
somehow, even after a diagnosis, i convince myself this is something i have made up for attention, even if its something that i never talk about.
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No, you don't understand how it feels to wish for death while blowing out the candles on your birthday cake
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I'm afraid that I will never commit suicide and will suffer for the rest of my days.
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TW: suicide
You lower your head as you stand on the edge of the cliff, your eyes landing on the foaming waves crashing into the rocks beneath you.
And you pray, to whomever there is above to give him back to you... in another world.
You shut your eyes, and jump without a second thought.
Your vision gets blurry and you feel light-headed as heaps of water enter your lungs.
But you can see a shadowy figure getting closer and closer... until you see him.
You can see him clear as day and reach out to him.
He takes your hand with a warm welcoming smile.
And you're together again at last.
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