A Borderline writes.

Being a borderline feels like eternal hell.
Nothing less.
Pain, anger, confusion, hurt, never knowing how I'm gonna feel from one minute to the next.
Hurting because I hurt those who I love.
Feeling misunderstood. Analyzing everything. Nothing gives me pleasure.
Then I self-medicate with alcohol. Then I physically hurt myself. Then I feel guilty because of that.
Shame. Shame. Shame.