TW:suicide and this is just a POV
When youre at that point that it feels like noones taking you seriously anymore your mental is so low you cry each night til you cant anymore and written letters to some people but you cant end it because you promised your therapist and them the person you love so dearly the person that makes you feel wanted and loved when youre at your lowest ,you are so tired and people just get mad at you when you confront them over how youre feeling and yell at you and that doesnt make it any better just worse so you just want to go drink in the woods and not be safe and just not care but you said youd stay safe to so many people even though you dont want to ,you drink everyday you can run and laugh at yourself at how sad your silly little life is.
lmao imagine having bpd<3
