My medication “helps”. When im off my medication its like a hurricane. My depression is loud and more outspoken. People know when im not ok but im more difficult to help. On my medication im quiet. I have nothing to say. “Im fine”. But im still thinking suicides whats best.
Off my medication im happy talking to my friend. He makes me so high im floating on clouds. But on my medication i settle for the fact that my “husband” is trying to change, even though conditions still apply. I have bpd, i cant be hiding things. I shouldnt have to hide things. The fact that […]