trauma sideblog, yandere, bpd, depressed asf
if you’re at a point right now where you don’t see any hope in the future, remember that the future will always seem overwhelming when you’re thinking about it all at once. you only have to live through one moment at a time. focus on now and focus on getting through this, because you will.
why do I base my happiness on other people??? why can’t I function normally without getting attached to people???
ADHD be like: I need to do do this task before I go to bed. therefore I’ll stay up all night on my phone because I have no motivation to do the thing but I can’t go to bed unless I do it.
that bpd feel when youre just…. so fucking fed up??? of the tiniest things setting you off and feeling like the end of the world and giving you that feeling that Everything Is Wrong and getting so jealous and so upset and “everyone hates me” its just So Much all the time and im so FUCKING TIRED let me catch a fucking break oh my GOD
Person: “What’s your favorite song?”
Me with no object permanence: “UhHhHhh, it’s hard to choose.”
Person: “So, what hobbies do you have?”
My mind: *goes blank*
Some guy: what’s your favourite film?
Me: I have never seen a film in my life
Someone: tell me something about yourself
Me: *sweating* who??
quantum physics demonstrates that certain things change state when directly observed. in my case, i change into a moron.
‘are you okay’ by normal people standards? no. by my standards? do you see me crying? no? then yea im good
it’s so fucked up how i could have the worst day of my life but just the thought of you makes everything okay. you aren’t in love with me and it’s the worst pain i’ve ever felt. i just want you to hold me and cover me in kisses. i just want your love. why won’t you love me. why can’t i ever be good enough for you? i would die for you. i would kill for you. i know i’ll be in love with you for forever and i fucking hate myself for it every single day. fuck you for doing this to me. fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you
i hate you, my beloved
Is this what you wanted?
How does it feel to know I’ll never be able to let anyone in ever again because of you? You ruined my trust. You ruined me.
*depersonalizing and derealizing so severely and consistently that I legitimately feel high sometimes- and not in a nice way*
Well this totally won’t end poorly
