Thought I was impossible to love | Demonised when my only way to cope was to shed blood | People told me that they cared, but they showed me otherwise |
Every day after losing your child is the longest day, particularly when your child has died by suicide. It’s about the number of hours of excruciating pain.
A common problem for people living with dissociative identity disorder is switching headaches. I am going to write this piece about my own experiences.
I can’t control how I suffer with BPD, including my black & white thinking. Even if I’m crying, broken on the floor, I still love you and want you to stay.
Hallucinations and monsters – like a darkness that creeps over me and swallows my soul. I draw the images I see. It helps to see my hallucinations on paper.