They were so overwhelming that to this day, I question if I ever "loved" anything. I mean... I've said it before and tried to mean it as much as possible but it still felt empty. I would say it often and I would elaborate on how much I loved something so they didn't think that I was exaggerating but now I feel like I was only just kidding myself. I am capable. I just need to take it slow.
Depressive thoughts of a human crippled by borderline personality disorder. I created this blog in 2010 and post whenever I feel suicidal or wanting to hurt myself. I am now 25. I am still struggling and that's okay.
Quote For The Meanwhile
The loneliest moment in someone's life is when they are watching their whole world fall apart, and all they can do is stare blankly.
- F. Scott Fitzgerald
Tuesday, September 1, 2015
Treading Water
I don't really trust what I'm feeling unless it's fear. It's so easily felt and I'm so acquainted with it. I remember doing an exam for my mental well being and it had all these questions about all these difference emotions that I was really confused on what these feelings actually felt like. I've been accompanied by terror and depression for so long that I was never really aware about the other things that I could be experiencing.
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