Tag Archives: Suicide

Soul Searching

April 22, 2015 · by · in Discussions · 4 Comments

Please bear with me on this, I think it may be a slightly long one, but I hope to cover quite a bit of ground. I have now been a mother for nearly six months, and although parenthood is this hard, whirlwind of a journey, it has been bloody amazing too. The tiredness and dirty […]

The one that didn’t make it.

January 27, 2015 · by · in Discussions · 3 Comments

I wanted to put something down here about a dear friend of mine, Cath. Cath and I go back for years, we initially met through horses and she was a lovely girl, although unfortunately quite troubled. She had been through quite a lot in her life, and I believe her diagnosis was initially Borderline, but […]

A letter to my mother

October 30, 2012 · by · in Discussions · 5 Comments

 A while ago, I said I would write a letter to my mother, trying to explain, and perhaps improve things. This has been a long time in the coming and this is only a first draft. I would really, really appreciate your thoughts/comments/critique on this – anything I should add? Take out? Change? Please be […]

Two years ago today, the truth.

October 28, 2012 · by · in Discussions · 2 Comments

Two years ago today; I tried to die, I didn’t panic, I didn’t cry. I slipped a plastic bag over my head, got sent to a secure unit instead. Things got so bad I couldn’t keep fighting, couldn’t keep trying to do the right thing. 28th October 2010, I won’t let that day happen again. […]

It makes sense now

October 11, 2012 · by · in Discussions · 2 Comments

I talked about the situation with Kim and it suddenly all became clear to me. The woman I had the argument with, who has been talking to Simons girlfriend, knows Jean. So obviously, everything that happened between myself and Jean has been dragged from the past. I don’t want to talk about Jean. I don’t […]

The real reason why Borderlines avoid the hospital…

September 5, 2012 · by · in Stories of Life · 16 Comments

Talk to many of us suffering from BPD and you will find, on the whole, we are much happier tending to our own injuries (including stitching ourselves) rather than going to A&E (The Emergency Room for you Americans) and getting it done by a doctor. Personally, there are times for me when I have found […]

I think the worst is over *Triggering Image*

August 13, 2012 · by · in Uncategorized · 6 Comments

I am so sorry guys, for subjecting you to the dark depths of my BPD over the past few days. Thank you to all of you who rode out the low with me and are still here, supporting me. I am feeling a lot better today. On Saturday, after my wibble about not having any […]

Fugly

August 9, 2012 · by · in Discussions · 1 Comment

Fugly = Fucking. Ugly. (Yes that’s me). I am having a very bad night. Every time I look in the mirror I see this disgusting person looking back at me. FAT FAT FAT. Rolls of it, everywhere. Why can’t I stop eating???? Because I am weak. I’ve known this all along. Anorexia the god, bulimia […]

Lockdown and another suicide attempt (with note)

July 18, 2012 · by · in Stories of Life · Leave a comment

I found this post, made a couple of months ago, and locked. Reading through it shows me how far I have come over the past 18 months, how better things really are. Yes, I am worried about my declining mental health, but at least I still have some functionality in my life and am managing […]

Scared about being on my own

July 15, 2012 · by · in Discussions · 1 Comment

I’m scared about going back to the house this evening. I don’t feel good at the moment, my head is in a bad place, and I don’t feel safe with myself. I had strong urges to cut last night, and I’m pretty sure I would have done if I was in my own house. Thank […]

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