I can’t make friends.
I can’t keep friends.
I feel so alone right now.
I can’t make friends.
I can’t keep friends.
I feel so alone right now.
I like how the designer mentions that his concept behind this is to have a roller coaster kill people “with elegance and euphoria”.
Because no death can be more elegant then screaming your head off while being dropped off from 1,600 feet at 220 mph.
I didn’t inform everybody that I was going to leave, but I’ve just come back from Gatlinburg. It was amazing, there’s so much more to do there than there is here where I live. We went to Dollywood and I was able to take a bunch of pictures, so expect a lot of them soon. Unfortunately there was no internet where I stayed, but that didn’t bother me any. I was actually proud of myself for not getting on my computer.
And I got new ear gauges, since I lost one of my old ones in Gatlinburg, and I like them a lot better.
SO..
how is everybody?
I really would like to talk to somebody with bpd. I kind of feel all alone.
I want to know how they deal with their stress and emotions.
I don’t know, I just am getting so irritated, jealous and paranoid these days, it’s just driving me nuts.
My ask is always open. I have…
i know those feelings to, and thank you. That means a lot.
In people with PTSD, their response to extreme threat can become “stuck.” This may lead to responding to all stress in survival mode. If you have PTSD, you may be more likely to react to any stress with “full activation.” You may react as if your life or self were…
Definatly know this feeling.
new followers.
I’m Brittany and I’m not a very social creature, but I’m here if anybody wants/needs to talk. I’ll say it here instead since I’ve gained a couple or so of new followers.
But hi okay.
i think I’m done.
I like knowing I have somebody I can turn to when I’m confused or need to rant. It lets me know I’m not alone.
Thank you.
Thank you. I can’t remember exactly when I was diagnosed, but I’ve been like this as far as I can remember. It probably wouldn’t have hurt if I had gotten help back then.
I’ve cut, I have the desire to every time I go into the bathroom. Though, I never really have had suicidal thoughts, mine are mainly just focused around hurting myself (or others) in odd ways. I’ve considered going to a mental hospital, but I fear being away from my parents and all would only make it worse.
Really? I have horrible paranoia as well. Sometimes over stupid things, to. Sometimes I wish I could find a way not to be so paranoid sometimes. I get jealous really easily to, especially over friends. That’s one thing I hate about me.
I have lots of anxiety, and I worry about everything. It can really get irritating sometimes, but for me, it’s not like I can just stop. As you can obviously see, I’ve also been stuggling. I would love to help or explain how I cope with certain things, and getting help would also be very nice.
Thank you again.
Thank you, that means a lot to me. I just feel alone sometimes, and dealing with all of these extreme emotions doesn’t help. Not to bug you with all my personal issues though, but thank you again.
thank you. that means a lot. :)
Lately, I’ve realized how intensely important validation is for us borderlines, and how simply being in an environment in which we acquire validation can make a huge difference in my actions.
Keira Van Gelder writes in her memoir The Buddha and the Borderline that validation can be like…
Words can’t describe how much I can relate. I love this.
I really would like to talk to somebody with bpd. I kind of feel all alone.
I want to know how they deal with their stress and emotions.
I don’t know, I just am getting so irritated, jealous and paranoid these days, it’s just driving me nuts.
I hate my personal finance teacher. He’s just to much for me, and so is this new hall monitor.
It’s like he makes a point to call on me everyday - and I can hardly take being called on in class without feeling a massive sense of dread come over me. He’s already given us a big project that we’re going to have to present in front of the class, and he gave this little sarcastic comment at the end of class “and if your shy and don’t like to talk in front of people - sorry.”
That just irritates the shit out of me, and I’ve already spent all day worrying about that presentation.
And this new hall monitor is just as bad; calling on me for my nose-ring when absolutely nobody fucking else notices. I don’t get her. Why is she the only person that notices when nobody else does?
So tomorrow, I’m going to go see if it’s not to late to switch to German. I miss that class anyway, and I adore the teacher. We were pretty god friends and he has a great understanding of what issues I have.
Buh. I’m just stressed.