I feel the emotional turmoil running through me. One minute I'm angry, next I want to die. I can't stop thinking about self harm. Everyday the cuts are going further down my thigh. I don't want to stop. I can't stop. It's my way of coping with the torment I'm putting myself through. I just need him. He gives me what my family doesn't. He understands me when my family chooses not to. He doesn't hold the same standards for me as a non mentally ill person. Just come BACK! I want to cut. I want to feel anything other than this. Give me drugs, put me in danger. Something, anything. Just take this away. I'm losing myself. I'm losing reality. I can't let him know any of this. He won't want me knowing how attached and how deep Borderline Personality Disorder really goes. How it affects every single aspect of my life. Especially my relationships. Will my paranoia lead me to destroy the one thing I'm trying to keep as close as possible?
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The Girl With A Broken Mind
Random*Adult Content* I'm turning my blog/diary into a book. They are basically diary postings without the dates. They are random postings about whatever I'm feeling that day. Very raw, very detailed about my life. My blog and now this book is to help peo...
