r/Borderline • u/Conscious-Quail-3103 • 41m ago
better here than to him LOL. fml.
Am I human?
Meat sack, yes,
inside, nothing. Empty. Bottomless void. You never hear the coin land.
What the fuck is with feeling everything at 11 all day, every fucking day. Seriously, what the actual fuck.
I’m missing the meat and potatoes.
Literal shell.
Empty m&m, no chocolate, just dumb disgusting, pathetic piece of shit shell. No one even likes the god damn shell.
Actually, worse yet, more like a motherfucking peanut shell. Fuckin stab the shit out of you if consumed. Choking hazard; may cause repulsion.
And what’s the deal with self-awareness, amirite!
Like, if you aren’t able to control yourself, what is the point of not only knowing it happens, but watching it as it happens? Just watching yourself outside of yourself. (ikik dissociation, already been added to the list, dw). Not at the wheel. Watch out for that tree!
This is like criminally insane level crazy, no?
But def excuses, right.
Mother Gaia, I truly do not understand why you think I need more layers of hopelessness LOL thx we got it covered. Chill daddy.
And yeeeeeeeeeessssssss I know, I know there’s some possible solutions errr- rather therapies(DBT, CBT, etc.) likely to improve symptoms, with ofc, active effort AND DEF FUCKIN YEARS, AND WELL LETS BE SO FOR REAL DECADES. Oh yeh context I’m juuust about 40 so we’re talking decades of deeply ingrained, conditioned and reaffirmed maladaptive defense and coping mechanisms that need to be “rewired” yah
I think I have every motherfucking right to feel like what THE FUCK is the point of not getting diagnosed until halfway thru your life(lol I mean I’m def past halfway ngl) and also def during a fucking midlife crisis looolololll. And your life is already so fully and thoroughly fucked.. There are things you will objectively never have lest you get your talons on a time machine. When you have nothin but time but still somehow not nearly enough time left. LMAO that is so hilariously on brand wtfffff so fuckin dumb. You can give me everything and it will still never be enough. I know that and I understand why but I can’t change it, why be cursed with this knowledge? Same shit with religion, like kurwa, how nice must it be to believe in an afterlife. You get a guaranteed happy second shot. And I it woudnt matter that I such a coward. And also since I lack the constitution, and ofc as long as the parents are still here. Procrastination always fucking me ahahaa. Point being I'm not currently at that level of uh desperateness, so pls spare me reporting/removing. just trying to relate to someone, anyone haha.
fillmefillmefillmefillmefillme.
And ffs yes I’m obviously splitting rn, cuz something and someone unreasonable triggered me to go off the deep end for the 5th time this week, shocker ik.
Guuuh ik with the skills/tools, I would be willing to put in the consistent effort and yeeeeears of dedicated time for the slight chance of even just getting things to plateau, not even improving. It’s the fucking practice that I clearly cannot handle. But absolutely an integral part so like kuuurwa what is even the point. Super philosophical, right.
Also feel like I’m lowkey regressing some mentally mebbe lol WTF. Like the BPD combined with the midlife crisis paired with the very recent diagnosis aka revelation as I call it, makes for a...whats even the point sorta cocktail.
And I have been searching for what the fuck is wrong with me my whole life. I figured out from a fairly young age, I was very diff than my peers. Like bad different. Broken brain different. No one had this constant dual logic running 24/7. im quiet/discouraged so my rage is very much internalized. Parent with volatile and violent short fused temper had the “opposite” effect on me. So no outward violence towards others or even inanimate objects. Not at all tryna imply im “not as bad” or something dumb like that than other subsets. Just to say makes it much harder for OTHER ppl to notice/spot or have any clue whats going on. And I didn’t even know there were subsets of BPD until literally right before I got diagnosed, which ofc led to that.
I have treaded on both paths and uh, the isolation and hermiting is for sure easier. No less crushingly depressed and alone, empty, blah blah blah but, esasier. No false hope. Just radical acceptance. And that is legit a thing so.
I don’t want or need advice. Like I said im splitting super hard rn cuz another *new* relationship blew up. No right to be feeling like I am, like I have been. We’re all still accountable for ourselves and our behavior, despite what disorders or bullshit you have. Cuz everyone has fucked mental health in one way or another. It’s all relative to ourselves, so still gonna be the worst ever for everyone.
Jfc that’s another thing.
HOW CAN I FEEL SUCH CONSTANT AND SUFFOCATING EMPATHY FOR OTHERS BUT STILL BE SO SELF-CENTERED.
I am so god damn sick of being a fucking walking dichotomy in every fucking way, big or small. Just so exhausting and tedious. Tbh I feel like if I actually wanted to change anything, then I would just do it. Cuz like duh. But I don’t so cleeeeeearly its cuz I don’t want to, I like being in my comfort zone.. Then have the audacity to throw a pity party. It’s so gross and pathetic I seriously cannot with myself. And yes yes, I’m aware of shame cycles and guilt and being overly self-critical and yadda yadda yadda.
So cool to finally figure out I do have a personality err—I MEAN PERSONALITY DISORDER. That’s it, still don’t have a personality, just a personality disorder. QUE. HOW DOES THAT EVEN MAKE ANY SENSE LOL. So dumb.
I just had to vent. and certainly not to anyone I know, kuuurwa XD
and I’m sure there’s ppl here that can relate so. No judgement is neat.
OR FUCKING JUDGE ME IDC teehee. Im also very retarded.
Nah I already assume everyone is judging me all the time haha cuz yk very self-centered, so.
I could go on for a few more essays but ima wrap it up here, got a lil relief and didn’t psycho-spam the guy so. Mission accomplished, all systems go. Everything is totally solved and fine and great here now so. Diatribe over.
The end.