Thank you Life after BPD for sharing this. I can't agree more with what you say along with Debbie over at Healing from BPD. I think that everyone in my life needs to read this. xXx My eternal thanks go to Debbie at Healing from BPD for this letter. She has written down exactly how … Continue reading An Open Letter
Hey everyone! I hope you're all overcoming your Easter Bank Holiday sugar rush 😉 So, today I woke up feeling fine and dandy, and for some reason couldn't keep it together when I attended Leavers group today. I didn't want to talk. It was the last day for the couple of people I seemed to … Continue reading Ch-ch-ch-changes!
Hey all, Do you ever feel as though you've been making a mistake? Or have just made a mistake? I've felt this way for the past few weeks, but even more so today. I've just sent an e-mail to someone, and although I got my wife to check it over first (I can get a … Continue reading Making a mistake?
Hey everyone! So, I'm trying a new way of writing my blog. I am using dictation to write down my thoughts inside my head. It's been a crazy few weeks and I guess I have been struggling a bit but not wanting to admit it. I lay there at night thinking about this, that and … Continue reading I’m using “dictation” to write this…
This pretty much sums it up for me too!
I began cutting myself when I was 12 years old. At the time I was struggling with life. Friendships were difficult. Perfectionism was crippling and I just hated myself. I hated what I saw in the mirror. I hated the words that left my mouth. I didn’t want to die then but I didn’t want to be me either.
Cutting became my way of coping and I would do it several times a day. It became my answer to everything. If I had an argument with someone, or if the bullies shouted stuff at me then I’d cut myself in the toilets. It was my private thing and it stopped me from bursting into tears all of the time. I began to cry in blood instead behind a locked door and I hid the evidence under my navy sleeves.
I can understand why people struggle to get their head around…
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