I have a lot of mental issues. I’ve been diagnosed as disabled because of them. I hate myself for it. I can’t go a day without wearing a wrap on my arm, or I will scratch holes into my arm until I pass out. I have BPD,PTSD,GAD, and agoraphobia. I hate myself for it. I have constant panic attacks. I’m constantly paranoid. I’m suicidal. The fun thing is, there is no cure. I’ll have this for my whole life. I can only relive myself through meds that change who I am. I want to die. My relationship is failing because of me. I no longer have the desire to eat. I can’t do anything I used to love to do because I get irritated and hate myself over simple mistakes. I can’t even go outside anymore. I’m afraid of everything. No one gets it either. No matter how many times the doctor tells them. They think it’s just me being whiney. I just want peace. I’ll never get peace.
