Nov 16, 2019
make the jealousy end
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make the jealousy end
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Hey, my name is Ashley and I guess I’m introducing myself for this blog? I’m 15, I like poetry and Twenty One Pilots, and I have Synesthesia. I consider myself to be somewhat of a philosopher and an old soul, and I use moral reasoning (emotional logic?). I’m a Ravenpuff and I want to help people using my writing
Jewel, Lily, and I take control most often, but Jewel is too young to use Tumblr so Lily and I will be the ones posting most of the time
-AshleyÂ
so, yes, the love someone with bpd feels is extremely strong and that is good. but when you mix jealousy and fear of abandonment into it, it stops feeling like a good trait and starts feeling like a curse. i am not capable of being in a happy, healthy relationship. i love my boyfriend to death and i’d do anything for him but he also causes me the worst pains in my life
i love how my anxiety is dibilitating on its own yet i never acknowledge it because i’m so busy with my bpd, body dysmorphia and jealousy
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woke up today with no will to live. the only time i’m (mostly) free from my mental illnesses is when i’m intoxicated.
lil dysmorphia feels
staying home so nobody can look at you
crying when you look in the mirror
covering up your mirrorsÂ
refusing to take any photos
sobbing in changing rooms
not knowing what you actually look like
panicking bc youre not sure what's real or imagined
feeling like everyone thinks youre an eyesore
thinking everyone's looking at you 24/7
feeling unworthy to walk outside bc of how you look
noticing your warped image in every reflective surface
showering in the dark