You're not alone
You're not alone
I agree 100%I really don't see the point in so many things that people seem to care about
I have bpd too was diagnosed quite a few years ago, I remember telling my Dad and he said well where is there a book saying what the perfect personality is, there’s no such thing! I don’t discuss it with my parents anymore, I don’t want them worrying. My partner is an absolute saint who puts up with all the tit I throw at him (not literally). Although I have posted earlier moaning about him, this is the bpd, constantly changing your mind, emotions all over the place. I wouldn’t wish it on anyone. Do you take medication for it?I’ve already posted on here but; I’ve never told anyone about my borderline personality disorder, not even my family. As soon as you say ‘personality disorder’ I assume people will think I’m a ‘psycho’. They know I have depression/anxiety but I’m scared of the stigma. This time of year (and this whole year tbh) hasn’t been good for me & I struggle. I feel like I should reach out and be honest but I know it would cause drama.
Maybe look into EMDR if you haven't tried that yet.I was in an (verbally, emotionally, sexually, physically) abusive relationship for ~ 2 years when I was 16/17. Im 33 now but often feel like I'm still a teenager in many ways, which I try very hard to combat. Despite having therapy ( for this and many other things) for over 10 years off and on, I can't shake the ptsd and this mole is always popping up in my brain. I don't have/use social media but will "check up" on him every once in a while. Seeing his large weird face makes me sick but I have to check to make sure he hasn't moved to or been anywhere close to me. I wish he would die so I could be free and feel safe.
I've been with my husband 15 years and he knows I have ptsd from the ex but I have never told him about the social media checking. It's humiliating.
I wouldn't feel too bad about it. The witch deserved it just for hitting an innocent dog. She's the evil cow not you.I’ve taken two years of her evil behaviour
every single day I’ve had tit slung at me from her
im human-and I lost it-maybe I shouldn’t have done it but I’d got so ground down by it
it was ok for her to destroy my stuff,steal from me,try to break my relationship up,lie ,be rude/swear at me hurt my sons dog and much much more?
maybe I am evil-or maybe,just maybe I snapped-guess we’ll agree to disagree on this one
I had an ex who was exactly the same and it does get so so boring! Once I fell asleep during and started talking in my sleep. I said "get over there, by the potatoes. He wasn't happy!I had an ex who was absolutely obsessed with giving me oral.
After a while it just got so boring.
I'd be lying there wishing he'd just get on with it and thinking "That ceiling could really do with painting"
For corporate work I use either a dual port or quad port HDD replicator docking station in order to comply with GDPR, and the non-disclosure policies of the company in question. So I never get to actually see the data as its all done by the docking station.I was actually wondering what you would do if you found something on a company PC that shouldn't be there.
Am appreciating your avatars: Mulholland Dr ?For corporate work I use either a dual port or quad port HDD replicator docking station in order to comply with GDPR, and the non-disclosure policies of the company in question. So I never get to actually see the data as its all done by the docking station.
I use the same kit for general public work, but its not always compatible. And therefore I have to do it manually.
Yup! Absolutely adore that filmAm appreciating your avatars: Mulholland Dr ?
Me watching that film:Yup! Absolutely adore that film![]()
A rather lame confession - I have a few disturbing confessions, but I will save them for another time.
When I was a child, my brother and I were given a lift to and from school, by a rather snooty couple who took it in turns to do the driving. They had an obnoxious son, who was in the car one day. He made a rather nasty comment about my personal hygiene.
One day after having dropped us back home, the wife began talking to my mum. I was sitting on the pavement, and collected some small stones and put them in one of the wheels of her car. When she drove off, the car made rattling noises, and continued to do so, until she had to stop further up the road!
Childish I know, but rather amusing.
What does "fields of wheat" mean?Man, that's fields of wheat territory !!