I feel like I should be in a padded room, straight jacket on, throwing myself against the walls. It's just too much. I woke up on the wrong side of the bed and have felt emotionally off the whole day. Everything is wounding. Every inconvenience a catastrophe. I haven't felt this way in MONTHS. Does this happen to anyone else? Kind of a relapse? Don't know if that's the right word, but it's the best way I can explain it.
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Am I the only one I know, waging my wars behind my face and above my throat?
Diagnosed:
BPD
PTSD
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