One Day At A Time

on today’s episode of weird chronic illness shit™ “why am I nauseous and hungry at the same time?”

Girlfriend application compatibility question: do you keep your depression pile on the bed or on the floor?

depression chair erasure

Me: *consistently reaches out for help but in a low key, non direct way because I don’t wanna bother anyone I just want someone to care enough to ask if I’m okay and maybe try to help*

me? taking things to the extreme? of course

raise ur hand if u think ur mental illness will keep you from getting ur dream job, finding a partner, and/or functioning like A NORMAL FUCKING HUMAN BEING FOR ONCE IN YOUR LIFE

I feel so colorless and unmemorable. Like I don’t think I’ve ever made an impact in anyone’s life in any way. I’m just here.

honestly !!! someone keep me from talking !!! just! shut me the fuck up !!! i never know when to quit!!! i always end up fucking things up !!! just shut me up!!!

I hate the way BPD makes me feel SO overwhelmed when the tiniest things go wrong. I feel like I can’t go on at least every other day, because of problems that other people seem to be able to handle just fine. It sucks.