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I don’t think people are capable of understanding the sheer amount of stress someone with bpd goes through on an average day. It’s actually unreal. Like if we were to compare it to pain its like you give birth every single day for over half of the day. And the pain is just like real pain, where it makes you feel like time is moving slower just to make it that much worse. I wouldn’t wish this upon my worst fucking enemy. I’m scared to die but I also don’t want to live this way anymore. I can’t go on like this forever.
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