*gets up*
*wastes day*
*goes to bed again*
yay
trauma sideblog, yandere, bpd, depressed asf
a lot of people describe bpd as chronic emptiness and like i get it but i swear to god the best way i can describe it is that i am absolutely starving. for everything. love, affection, knowledge, passion, creativity. nothing is ever enough, i have never been satisfied. i will spend the rest of my life always wanting more. i am insatiable. it’s exhausting.
the worst part of bd and bpd is the cycle.
you feel like you are doing so good. getting a job. taking your meds. going outside. talking and socializing more. feeling as close as you can call happiness.
then it hits you. you wake up sore. your body feels heavy. you just want to lay down. stop showing up to work. not having the energy to leave your house let alone your bed. avoiding interactions with people. and remembering that this is what the rest of your life is going to be.