Everybody did what's best for them. My turn

I can miss you and still never call or text you

somebody can genuinely miss you every single day and still never call you. humans are actually very committed to suffering unnecessarily

No calls, no texts, nothing. But here I am thinking about you

worrying is the worst way to use your imagination

My final act of love is not asking you to stay.

all i need is a sweet treat. and six thousand dollars

Growing up just means learning how to fall apart quietly.

one day i’ll have it all together, i’m really trying fr😔.

Two months after I quit my retail job, my former manager reached out asking if I’d cover a shift. I ignored the first couple of texts, but then she sent one final message:

no contact but i still think of you everyday

Your mental health comes before everything. Everything.

I love the person I'm becoming even if it means connections will be severed. That's a sacrifice I'm always willing to make

Stop letting uncertainty convince you that your whole future is just more things to survive.

Started smiling more the day I stopped expecting anyone to check on me.

Once you notice me getting quieter, responding less, and not forcing conversations anymore… just let me be. I’ve started my detachment process.

i'm really just a nigga obsessed with improving his life

one of the worst parts of BPD isn’t the splitting or the anger. It’s the total lack of emotional permanence. you can spend the whole day surrounded by people who love you people who show up, hold you, and say it out loud. But the exact second the door closes and you’re alone, it all evaporates. It doesn’t just fade. It feels like it never existed. Your brain convinces you that you’ve always been this unloved, and you just forgot for a few hours

Some days I don't wanna talk, I just wanna be left alone with good music and no questions.

Type "I'm sorry for being" and let predictive text finish it for you.

A nigga will act unbothered then replay the conversation at 2 AM.