And when he asks me if I wear my heart on my sleeve, Silence cascades downwards like the beginning of a storm, The hot air is cut by cold and my breath is stolen from my lungs, Only for a moment which lasts millennia. His eyebrows furrow in the way in which they always do,… Continue reading Hearts: a poem
Sometimes I beg to pull the strand of dna That contributes to my mental illness, Set it alight with my broken synapses. Suffocate it with my blurred and dark trauma. If only it were that simple. If only the misery Didn’t feel like being in the middle of the ocean, Alone, and ready for impending… Continue reading Dissociation: a poem
I don't have a specific point to this post, a meaning or form to fit in a single category. This is not poetry, nor is it to do with mental health or books. Instead I suppose it's somewhat an anecdotal morale booster for anyone struggling with, pretty much anything. In September of last year, I… Continue reading Awakening
Life with Borderline Personality Disorder, in simple terms can feel like a prison sentence. But instead of being contained you have the autonomy of a free person trapped in a prison of your mind that makes you do things you don't want to do, feel things you don't want to, and even do things and… Continue reading Living on the Border.
The world is not ending but I am. The cogs of the earth are in overdrive. I can feel the spinning and I'm so Lightheaded. Every storm vibrates through my being. Fires begin in my belly, destruct everything Around me. Oh my god, I'm going to die. I don't really get a choice you see,… Continue reading Explaining to a Loved One the World is Ending: a poem
So here I am, exactly a week post-diagnosis, still trying to understand exactly what those three words are and the huge umbrella term it holds for the multitude of symptoms that I face. What is borderline personality disorder (BPD)? That is one of the first questions I asked following hearing about this illness. Also recognised as emotionally… Continue reading Borderline Personality Disorder and Me