This is a poem about BPD, I was diagnosed with BPD late in the summer of 2022. And I kinda feel like it compares to a fingerprint, no two are the same, and this is just how I feel about it.
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I've always been overwhelmed with my thoughts, so i decided to write them down in one of the few communities that i feel completely safe in, Wattpad.