I'm starting to lose faith in myself. Borderline Personality Disorder is taking over my life. It's turning on and off like a switch without me having any kind of control. It's pushing away everybody that I ever truly loved. It's making me the bad guy when all I've ever known is a pure heart. I'm starting to see an end that's closer than usual. I've been holding on so hard to my sanity.
But now I feel that shit cracking. And I can feel all things pure slip out of me. I no longer feel like me. I'm becoming the person I said I would no longer be. But maybe that's who I need to be right now, someone else entirely.
- Written on 07/18/2020.
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PoetryTired of trying to be everything. Trying to be perfect. Wrong paths and wrong people and missed opportunities. Am I letting my mental illness take over my life? A look into the mind of a BPD, Anxiety ridden woman. With no identity but her Panic. W...
