I tell myself constantly that I'm a horrible person but nobody I know agrees. my friends say I'm slefless my boyfriend says I'm amazing, my family says I always find something positive to say. I blame my BPD. I battle all of my internal battles by myself but never let anybody else do the same. I never let people know when I'm not okay and i punishmyslef for feeling that way. I'm good enough for other people when I want to be good enough for me. I don't demand perfection from myself I am an imperfect being. Just like my sentence structure I am a mess, but only a mess I can see.
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