@mooncatvivi It's called conditional love, and it messes up your defenition of love until you can experience how a real family is supposed to love you; unconditional love and acceptance for who you are as a whole.
it's unfair how people who traumatize you get to move on and progress with their life so casually and carefree while you're healing and relearning all the basics just to feel human again
Consideration.
If you really love someone, you consider them. You think before you speak, and you move with an awareness of how your actions affect their peace. You care about what makes them feel safe, not just what makes you feel good. If you truly love them, you think about how your actions will affect them.
And if you ever miss me, remember that I am as far away as you pushed me.
I didn’t wake up one morning and decide to leave.
I stayed as long as I could and gave as much as I had, but you kept pushing me further each time you turned your back on me.
You had so many chances to hold me closer, yet you let each chance slip away like it didn’t matter.
You had all of me, but you treated my love like it was nothing.
So if one day your heart aches and you start to miss me, let that remind you of what you lost.
Let it teach you that love cannot survive when it is not cared for, that it will not stay when it is taken for granted.
If one day you feel the weight of my absence, remember that it was your actions that built this distance.
BPD is ruining My life and i Have to be constantly distracting myself with my phone or forms of media or else The bad thoughts start coming back and put me in a suicidal spiral. cheese dip
bitch i was depressed for months, nobody noticed. i still showed up for people even when i didn’t know how to show up for myself. that’s why i don’t buy the whole “i was going through something” excuse for treating people badly. we’re all going through something.