i regret my acts

6 Questions to Ask Yourself

1. Will it really matter in a year? Or in six months?

2. Is this helping me to grow and become a better person?

3. Why does their opinion or approval matter to me?

4. Am I acting on my feelings? Am I likely to regret this?

5. What if I decided to do things differently?

6. What if I decided to write a choose who I will be instead of letting others decide my life for me?

6 Questions to Ask Yourself

1. Will it really matter in a year? Or in six months?

2. Is this helping me to grow and become a better person?

3. Why does their opinion or approval matter to me?

4. Am I acting on my feelings? Am I likely to regret this?

5. What if I decided to do things differently?

6. What if I decided to write a choose who I will be instead of letting others decide my life for me?

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So I saw @crihsevans doing these yesterday and they looked super fun!! So yeah, I though I’d give it a shot!! (I’m only doing doodles because my tablet is acting up ew)

They will look something like this:

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If I get a lot of these I probably won’t do all of them today, but I’ll get to them eventually!!:)

I fell in love with my best friend and confidant.

When I realized it, I tried to stop it whatever it takes. I got myself busy and avoided him for a few days only to discover that that made it worse. I kept my cool and talked to him as if nothing changed in my heart, even though inside my heart was already screaming that I love him.

One day we talked of how we’ll be transparent with one another. Like if someone fell for someone, we’d tell each other.
I didn’t mean to tell him. Not at all. But my tongue slipped and he paused for a few minutes then said he needs a few days to think of it. We were both broken souls. Both betrayed and hurt by our previous relationships and are content with being single.
I immediately regretted my slip up. He didn’t mind. For days he acted like I said nothing, all the while I was still dying inside whenever his mom tried to introduce him to some girl and thank heavens he refused.

I wished the best for him always. The best girl, the happy life we both wanted. Call me a martyr but I was content to see him genuinely happy. Even if it wasn’t me that he’ll share happiness with. As long as the girl will love him with all her heart and never use him, hurt him, or betray him, and always keep him happy… its fine by me.

Come December, it was snowing, him and his family were on their way to Warsaw. He teased me that he liked this girl he was talking with in the train. My heart sunk. But I held my breath and said “Good! I hope you’re happy. Is she nice?” Probably sensing my sudden upbeat tone that he knew I use to cover up my sadness, he immediately took it back and said “It’s you! Well, I do have you here with me in my phone and we are talking right now.” *cue angels singing hallelujah.

By New Year, we greeted each other exactly at 00:00. He then told me that he loved me. *cue an angel choir singing hallelujah with fireworks.

As of now, we’ve been together for a year and 4 months and we just had our first vacation together as a couple.
Life got sweeter and I guess we both got what we wished for.

Thank God I accidentally told him that I liked him more than a best friend.

i find having bpd, I get offended easily, but I also forgive easily.

Sometimes I lose control of my emotions and act rashly, hurting others. I always regret it and apologize. It hurts to know I hurt others

But the problem seems to be that many non-bpd people would rather demonize others than forgive them. 

This is what hurts us (even others without bpd). It makes sense to block people who are consistently hurtful, but blocking out people after one offense is denying them room to grow, and to become better. People need people to become more aware, more gentle, more understanding.

We aren’t monsters, we just require patience and forgiveness. We don’t ask more from you than we give.