bl33ding_heart
Borderline
- Jun 24, 2025
- 529
I am just so exhausted. My bpd won't stop torturing me everyday, and I feel like I'm seriously at a breaking point. I can't take any more of this or I will do something irreversible to myself.
I don't understand how people can live well into their late twenties while having this disorder. I'm only 18 and very close to giving up. If I don't kill my self any time soon I know I most likely certainly will at some point within these next few years.
Almost every single older person I know with bpd is a drug addict. This disorder is impossible to cope with without frying your mind with drugs, and even then it is still unbearable.
It really feels like someone is clenching onto my heart and crushing it to smithereens. I genuinely don't know what I could of done to deserve this mental epitome of hell. I certainly must of upset god or some external force to be cursed with such an unbearable and unlivable disorder.
I am crying my eyes out while writing this. I beg god or any metaphysical being out there to be kind enough to ease my pain. Because I don't have any fight left in me.
I don't understand how people can live well into their late twenties while having this disorder. I'm only 18 and very close to giving up. If I don't kill my self any time soon I know I most likely certainly will at some point within these next few years.
Almost every single older person I know with bpd is a drug addict. This disorder is impossible to cope with without frying your mind with drugs, and even then it is still unbearable.
It really feels like someone is clenching onto my heart and crushing it to smithereens. I genuinely don't know what I could of done to deserve this mental epitome of hell. I certainly must of upset god or some external force to be cursed with such an unbearable and unlivable disorder.
I am crying my eyes out while writing this. I beg god or any metaphysical being out there to be kind enough to ease my pain. Because I don't have any fight left in me.