Remember To Pay Attention To Me Btw. Remember To Pay Attention And To Be In Love With Me. Btw. Right

BPD culture is life always being too much. Your old friends want you dead because you had the fucking AUDACITY to experience symptoms you WARNED THEM ABOUT??? You absolute piece of shit, how could you react violently to trauma? And it’s a cycle. It keeps fucking happening. Over and over again. And nobody will ever stand up for you.

I'm sorry OP :(

Bpd culture is living in constant guilt and misery over the fact that some personality disorder you had no control over and didn't ask for will permanently ruin your life and relationships forever. Nothing is more discouraging than knowing that the way I am is literally exactly what people are told to avoid in friends/partners/etc. making me virtually untouchable and most likely forever alone. The isolation really gets to me sometimes and honestly at this point I'd rather be dead than alone and hated by society for a disorder that I never even asked for in the first place.

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Bpd culture is having two playlists for whether you love them or hate them

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bpd culture is feeling like your fp hates you because they’re not talking to you bc they said they are busy with stuff irl (but what if they are lying? making up excuses to not talk to me??)

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bpd culture is getting annoyed when someone tells you to not do the things that make you feel like a bad person. like you think I can control it?

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bpd culture is saying shit like “i’m starting to realize they made me worse” everytime one of your fps left you and then realizing that up to 80% of bpd symptoms go away when not in a relationship so yes, they did make me worse, but it isn’t any fault of their own. they were literally always destined to make me worse.

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ND culture is getting very irrationally angry around midnight, and having no idea why… it could’ve been because I didn’t like the fanfic I was reading, or it could’ve been hormones, or it could be an ND thing, or maybe it’s some secret fourth thing (all of the above).

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shoutout to weird kids. shoutout to the guy who’s worn a cape to school every day since 6th grade. shoutout to the freshman who brings a stuffed animal to school & uses exclusively it/its pronouns. shoutout to the ppl who dye their hair a different color every month. shoutout to the girl in my econ class who wears the same hoodie every day. shoutout to weird kids. i love you.