Wednesday 27 August 2008
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.
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3 comments:
You're brilliant - great posts, both of them. I have more to say but no time this morning. I hope there will be more to come here.
Oh, the above entry was something I pasted from bpdcentral.com. It still stands, I can't articulate myself very eloquently when I'm in the throes of one of my dark fits.
Thank you for your compliment. It really, REALLY, means a lot to me.
More to come.
xSx
You are eloquent. I'm sorry you're in the throes of a dark fit. I know those well. Are you published? I ask because I would buy your book ... article ... whatever you've got out there. I'm a fan. Keep writing. You're gifted.
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