My husband came home today singing one of MY songs from when my BPD symptoms started to show.

crawling in my skin - Linkin park. 


Music is my medicine, I dance, I sing, in this case, I used to scream and cry my eyes out. It was comforting... 

A way to get all the anger, sadness and frustration out..

It feels good to connect with that old me... and hold her and sing with her , and scream with her. I see her pain, I can’t feel it anymore, but i understand it now. And I can hold her so she can feel safe and protected and validated again. 


I’m curious.... Which ones are your songs????