Consumed & Forgotten

Part of my Borderline is I begin to cease to exist when I am unseen, in particular. I don't need to have an on going conversation with the person on the other end of the camera, in fact, it's usually best if we just do our own thing. Ideally, random sharing of whatever each of … Continue reading Consumed & Forgotten

I’m Terrified, So I’ll Just Text You… So You Know -BPD Story Time

I'm going to call this an "impulse post" because I'm going to write this instead of being impulsive and doing things that I've noticed over the years a) most others don't do or understand and b) it tends to cause more problems than what it is worth. What am I talking about? So! Let's back … Continue reading I’m Terrified, So I’ll Just Text You… So You Know -BPD Story Time

-Is It Paranoia?- A Message as I Wait At the Pharmacy

I know they are looking at me with judgmental eyes... I heard the disgust towards me in the tones of their voice, in their lack of greeting, and it is like a billion daggers straight into my soul. It. Hurts. I am ashamed. Not so much because I care what people think of me... I … Continue reading -Is It Paranoia?- A Message as I Wait At the Pharmacy