lack of emotional permanence w bpd can look like our good moods being very fleeting - you could spend all day and night w the ppl who mean most to you having the time of your life, but the second you get home you feel like youre the last person alive in the world and you always have been
my love language is totally not unhealthy codependency hahhaha hah whatttt no way in hell it would make me the happiest to spend every spare second of every day with you lmaooooo that would be crazyyy hahahah
suicidal urge to run to my nearest bridge vs the mental lack of energy to get up n do it
longing for parental love and care that you’ve never had hits diff :(
sexy people don’t remember most of their childhoods
fighting the urge to ask everyone in my life their honest opinions of me because i don’t know myself at all
*someone is kind to me*
to be held by someone who loves me, that’s all i ask for
when someone asks me whats wrong and i don’t know how to express it fully without coming off as rude or negative or looking for attention/pity or make the person asking sad or affect them in anyway
“ur so quiet”
