GlossyHygrocybeSenior Contributor
Grief, loss, BPD, volatility. I don't know how to let go.
Hey guys. I'm currently experiencing grief that is giving my really bad heart pain. I've been loosely diagnosed with BPD, PTSD and I cycle through emotions very rapidly all the time. Sometimes it's slow and sometimes it's fast like right now. I've been crying then laughing then wanting to scream and it feels like my blood is aching. I can't listen to songs I like or do things I like to do because it gives me anxiety to feel joy or pleasure because I truly feel like I don't deserve it after I let myself sink into that bad place I was in. Everything makes me afraid. I am terrified constantly and full of violent rage and want to come off as big bad boss bitch so I just come off as arrogant which is not ideal. I lost the friend who meant the most to me because I took all of these feelings out on him and relied on him 24/7 because I didn't have anyone else and it hurt him so much. I've worked a lot on myself and I'm glad to say I could never see myself being abusive like that again but honestly I feel like I've burnt out. I feel like I'm nearly dead and now I'm just trying to keep up appearances for other people. I don't even feel suicidal it's like I am literally a husk and every happiness is just a passing moment in a large sea of questionable experiences without any sort of language to describe them even though I want to be able to and this constant pressure to evolve faster and to show my old friends they could love me again is slowly killing me I am in my mid twenties and I feel so so old. The shock of how everything is so warped and wrong makes my throat burn and my chest tighten. I have ruined my own life without my old friend, who has felt like my heart and the only person I've ever met who understands what I'm actually trying to say. I am on fire and not in a good way. I am literally in hell. This is possibly what I deserve after giving into my emotions and letting them loose. I just want to love myself again and feel hope again. Without him I don't see a point. I thought I understood heartbreak until I realised how badly I had treated the only person I have ever truly cared about in full.
I can't be around my new friends I do not like them I do not like anyone who isn't him and I am so angry at myself for letting my brain rot and wasting my potential to forge new connections and love. If you read this far kudos. Point is I don't know how to move on and let go of the past. I have never been able to even since I was little. Everything is happening all the time and nothing is ever quiet. Even on my medication.