I’m so tired of BPD. Allll day I switch between moods. Like one minute I’ll be like “hey life isn’t so bad. Maybe things really will get better. This is kinda nice” then in 3 seconds I’m like “ain’t a fucking reason to keep living and shit because everything sucks and I hate everything”. Then suddenly I’ll be like “idk why I felt like that, things aren’t that bad, I’ve got this” and in no time it’ll switch to “I’m tired of feeling alone and having no one really give a fucking shit about me so even though I don’t wanna fucking be here anymore, I gotta get it together and do the damn thing for my kids all by myself” 

It’s exhausting. 

It’s overwhelming. 

It’s unnerving. 

It’s killing me.