I Can’t Do It Anymore. I Just Want To Give Up On Everything. I Have Nothing Left To Give.

i feel like a doll sitting on a shelf waiting until someone wants to play with me in order to feel alive again

am i the abusive one?

am i the reason so many people leave?

i am arent i?

i’m the problem

i always have been the problem

i’ll always be the problem

It’s really weird growing up, because now I don’t tell anyone anything. As I know deep down no one wants to hear what I have to say.

I just want to be important, too.

Idk if thats a bpd or a me thing

when you're having a hard time and trying to reach out for support and suddenly you're a child again hearing "i'll give you something to cry about"

Bpd is not being able to love yourself unless someone else loves you, but never fully believing that they could actually love someone like you.