I keep coming back to this place of darkness. I could start getting better and start seeing all the light in life yet somehow I end up in the dark. And each time I go back it gets darker and darker. I feel like I'm so close to reaching my breaking point and it won't be pretty. When I reach out to others about these feelings and thoughts I always get the same answer, which is "don't dwell on it". How can I explain that I'm trying so hard to be in a good place yet somehow I always end up in the dark. How can I explain the fear I have within myself but I can't seem to find the words to say out loud and seek help. I know the light is comforting but the darkness is taking over making it feel like the biggest comfort of all.
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The things I think of when I'm alone
PoetryUnbearable pain that is expressed and acknowledged becomes bearable. But people who have suffered from BPD received no such responses in their childhood. Therefore, they are stuck in the past, trying to elicit what they needed as a child-validation...
