I wish I could tell everybody that...

I AM GAY!

I wish I could tell everybody that forcing someone with anxiety to go to school where they are bullied is like forcing peanut butter down someone's throat who is allergic to peanuts.

I wish I could explain that I am not a girl. I am not a boy. I am just a human, and that's not too hard to understand, right? Because if people understand that about me I will be a lot less stressed and frustrated and angry as much. If you understand.

Actually, not even if you understand. If you just acknowledge that I am a human and respect me for who I am, I will be less scared of you.

I also want to tell you that I know who I am. It is not a phase, I'm not doing it for attention.

My identity is not a lifestyle, it's just a life. My life.

People also annoy me in the way that they care too much. Yes, I understand you mean only to help me. I love you. But you need to trust me. I know myself the best; I know how my body will react to things. I know how to take care of myself and ask for help, even though I am often in denial about how much help I need. Please respect my boundaries.

Thank you.

I fight the pain and fear of losing my dad, everyday. I don't see him making it 4 more months.

That I'm slowly not myself anymore looking for love because the guy I loved left me for somebody else. That I'm slowly started to see myself as not pretty anymore because the love of my life left. I wish I could have him back so badly but yet I know it isn't the time to have him back until I get myself together but I don't know where to start.

That just bc im different in so many ways.. Native American, Have a mental illness and LGBT. Im no different then anyone else I just want to be happy and be loved for me.

I wish I could everybody that I'm trying my best, and actually get some positive support and feedback from them instead of ignored or told that they know, but I'm still not doing good enough. I wish I could tell my old friends that I love them and they would actually care, but I'm starting to think that I was just stupid for assuming that they ever did, or that our friendship meant anything at all. I wish I could tell everyone how alone and scared I feel and not just be judged for it because other people may feel that way too but they bury it inside and seem to just want everyone else to do the same, because to have empathy for someone requires admitting to your own pain, and everyone I know is never willing to do that or make themselves vulnerable, they just get annoyed that I'm not able to bury it away too. They just want to drink and forget about everything and "have a good time" and cut off anyone who brings them down and bothers them with their emotions.
I wish I could tell everyone that I feel so ready to give up but they wouldn't care even if I did.

I'm alone a lot and need support. 8 weeks weening off Cymbalta and think I'm going mad at times. Trying the holistic approach. I'm not giving up though. I have 2 more weeks of weening off completely. Then, my understanding is my brain doesn't start creating its own serotonin for another 3 weeks, usually. So, technically, 5 more weeks. The physical withdrawal has been the worst for me.....anyway, thanks for listening!

I am not unbreakable. There's so much going on below the surface, had I gone one more year without treatment I wouldn't be here. How strangers saved my life and how deep my emotions really are. How I feel nothing sometimes but that's better than feeling sad. That I have bpd and that doesn't define me but understand that words don't even begin to cover how intense these feelings can get.