How is your day going?

I’m taking my meds each day as best I can, just fighting to get through each day. I must admit, it may come across as crass that I wish ill on some people, but when those people are ones you thought were meant to protect you, love you and nurture you through life turn out to be very fake, cruel people and ones you thought you knew, then I guess I have a right to wish ill will.

The people that masceraded as my parents never wanted me, the woman who raised me wanted to give me up at birth, she only wanted one child, was always begging authorities for funding to keep me at boarding school 365 days a year and never told me I was loved, the same goes for the man who was distant, emotionally abusive, controlling, had a temper and in my whole life I was treated as something picked up on the carpet unlike the girl that I shared a house with who I was treated inferior to and she was more like the prodigal child. I’m glad I’ve not seen or spoken to them in nearly ten years, best thing I ever did was cutting off all contact and ties, it’s because of them and other members of his family that I was diagnosed with BPD.

same muck, different day! Just yet another day with zero air and in a sweat box of a flat. Oh well that’s just life in a nutshell

Some have been in the catio

Lots hot so lying on kitchen floor

I cant wait until winter, although then i'll no doubt be moaning im too cold 🙄🤣.

The bedroom is like an oven by 3 o'clock in the afternoon.

Good morning all

Was woken up 3 times