I’m having a day. Crying about things I can’t tell anyone about. I can usually handle it, just not today. So I’m allowing myself to feel. The weight of my demons is sometimes just too heavy to bear. I’m just too tired to fight it. I’m sorry.
A day.
- Tagged
- BPD
- crying
- mental health
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I am at the tail-end of my thirties, starting afresh as a singleton, moving into my own place by myself for the first time in my life, all while navigating life after lockdowns and living with Borderline Personality Disorder. This blog will be my journal. Some little bits about me to get you started. I love Godzilla, pizza, animals (except frogs), reading and vodka. View all posts by Abominable Bell Blog
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“You don’t need to be sorry, c’mon!”
Who said there’s a need?! We’re just feeling it. Sorry. For every. Thing.
I wish you all the better, and I’m here anytime if you wish so. 🌹
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