Writing it Down

If I could say one thing to the younger me, I'd tell that small boy that he will end up finding his self-esteem and end up having more confidence than he could believe. I love encouraging people to not give up and to always believe in the story of their life; because giving up was... Continue Reading →

Moonless Night

Darkness, she is my lover; my horrid friend. She comes to me when I'm alone and wraps me in her cold embrace. She cries with me; but it's all just a mirror. Her lips well as she presses them against mine. Ice pierces my soul as I lay in her satin sheets. Something within me... Continue Reading →

Attention Seeker

If I've met the same variety of people along the scale of manipulation, with and without BPD... why do we still persist with the belief that BPD = manipulative?

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