Its now half two on the 2/5/2020.. its been AWHILE since I have last written like it feels like 10 years worth of life has happened.
I wont go into detail because that’s the past.
I am listening to some old music sitting at my desk, I have the shakes from a strong coffee and from taking steroid tablets for my lungs.
Its the middle.. of the global pandemic of covid but im not going to write about that because that’s all we here about now a days, I’m writing again because its BPD awareness month and this is my BPD blog really. and I didnt sleep well last night so im sleepless… get it its the name of my blog.. good lets continue.
I am open with some friends and my twitter life about my BPD, its easier as there is very little judgement and more understanding about this “mysterious nasty disorder” with this group of people. I am trying to make myself an advocate in work for speaking up about BPD as I work in a mental health community and I work openly with my mental health challenges. My family have an awareness but aren’t really fully understanding sometimes of my BPD but that’s life.
My favourite bpd thing today comes from tumblr and is simple:
“BPD, known as brain please don’t”
Just making me chuckle everytime I think of it to be honest.
I have a love- hate relationship with this particular disorder because somedays i feel all the emotions in the world, and I can become distressed at E V E R Y T H I N G .. for example I can breakdown and think people hate me over the way they say “hi” but its just “hi” but I can think that its with spite or hatred, I can think the cat hates me and wants me dead because she meowed “differently”. BUT other days I can spend like a good hour looking at a tree and crying because of how beautiful nature Is and how its incredibly mind-blowing that i’m alive and I get to experience the amazing joys of this gorgeous cherry tree in the yard 5 minutes from my house that looks like a wedding dress and the smell of this tree is bringing tears to my eyes now because i’m in such awe that this tree this year looks the most stunning beautiful and it takes my breath away. BUT now im heartbroken because im not allowed to go and see the tree anymore because of a contimation issue with my neighbours and the black clouds are over my head and it makes me feeling such dark thoughts because this one tree makes such joy for me and im mad I cant see it but I know its for a good reason but now I feel selfish and mad and im getting worked up and pissed off and this whole paragraph is literally over a tree that most people would be like oh yeah its nice. But to me this tree could literally mean that difference of me going out side and spending the day looking at nature outside or being in bed of the day feeling so low at dark that I wouldn’t eat all day and I would probably cry and argue and scream at my family.
this is a snippet into my BPD, its like I said a love hate relationship. I feel everything and nothing at once, its magical yet a curse at the same time.
until we meet again,
stay glourious,
Andrina