I feel so frail, right now, so very vulnerable.
Do you ever feel this way, like the whole dependency and defense mechanisms and mood swings thing is all just a fruit of how damn fragile you are?
I'm falling apart, rapidly.
I'd say it's the stressful situation but it's not, it's not, it's me, I'm frail and I'm a ***** and I let myself be torn to pieces so easily and it's all my fault, every time, no matter the situation I can pinpoint exactly how it boils down to being my fault. I can never hate another, because I see them only as acting naturally in response to how stupidly compliant and submissive and small I am inside.

Just FYI, I'm not at risk of suicide.
I just feel so sad, sad, sad and empty and helpless and I hate myself for being so weak.

Is this it? Is this what borderline comes down to? Fragility at its finest, people trying desperately to hold onto whatever they can, because they know that otherwise they'll be thrown off balance by the slightest wind?
Our personalities, our identities, are they all so incredibly vulnerable compared to those of others? Is it inevitable that we feel this way because we're missing an indispensable part of our selves, one that would keep us standing?

I'm sorry if this is triggering to anyone, I just want some understanding.