I do not doubt that I have anxiety or hypomania, but I am begining to question my depression side of Cyclothymia and my BPD. Maybe I'm normal and it's the world that is so ****ed up and awful. Maybe I'd be happy if people weren't so horrible.

I'm beginning to understand why people give up. What's the point if the world is always going to be awful and you're always going to end up unhappy?

I have been crying since my beau cut ties with me last night. I'm inconsolable.

What can I do? Nothing is working