Does anyone feel this? This constant fear and avoidance of this horrible feeling of emptiness and melancholy. It’s everywhere and feels persistent. I can’t go home because I can’t get away from the feeling there. So I hangout with a friend, but the emptiness is still there. In a room full of people but still so horribly lonely, so horribly empty. Feeling diseased and dissociated and like no one, not even yourself, can understand your emotions. In summary, borderline is being in a constant war with yourself and trying to fill this horrible emptiness. Either by avoiding it, or filling it with drugs, alcohol, sex or other risky behaviors. There is no relief. Existence is a perpetual suffering. It’s only time before you think you can avoid this emptiness by avoiding yourself and doing whatever you can to be away from yourself.