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Feel like shit (physically). horrible cold. Wanted to spend day in bed but collected kids from school and got on a bus to sainsburys. Needed bread milk etc. Spent over £200!!! Bought the kids new duvet sets, clothes,got an excellent winter hat for my daughter and a new coat she loves, new clock radio, an electric drill??!! wtf? yeah, went a bit crazy, but we all had fun :)

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physicall lots of pain and tension

tired, as allways, emotional, fragile

lots of strange feelings with the spacey stuff today, staying more presnt with it all and that feels strange, a new sort of less spacey feeling that feels alot like i9ts higher up in my head, and although its less spacey it 'feels' more cause i am more present to experience that feeling

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wow! good, I feel really good. I wish I could be like this always. This is the good side of BPD, happiness is just as intense as all the other emotions. I feel even secretly gleeful, that I get to experience it more heighten than your average person. I'm so god damn special.....lol. YES! more please.

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uncomfotable

iv not been dissociating as much as usual, iv been staying more with it despite things being difficult, this is progress but it feels uncomfotable, to the extent i feel physically sick and dizzy, and i dont like it

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Feel like i'm so close to losing it.

Washing machine just broke, with a full load of half-washed washing in it, and Logan only has 3 pairs of pants clean and dry, but he needs 4, for playgroup this afternoon.

The dog ran away at about 6am, when my stupid mother left all the doors/safety gates wide open while she went to put something in the outside bin, and he still hasn't come back.

I had the most horrible nightmares last night, and am still shaking and feeling very on-edge now, over 4 hours later.

My stomach had eased up for a while. Not anymore. Can hardly move as my stomach has literally just knotted so hard that i can't straighten up. God knows how i'm even going to pick myself up off the sofa, let alone get a troublesome, hyperactive (nearly)3-year old bundle of energy out of the house, onto the bus, and to playgroup, without collapsing in tears.

Everything just makes me cry, too - I feel so utterly pathetic.

Can't cope with this at all. Everything is just either forcing me to tears, or is the cause of me screaming and shouting and hacking my arms up again.

Feel so tempted, trying to fight it, cause i know it's not really what i want, not forever... - But the temptation of some real, proper time-out, where i can finally allow, FORCE, my body and mind to go into standby, is so very strong. And stupidly, my mum left the medicine-safe key lying around, too, so i've pocketed it. Just in case. Stupid woman she is for thinking i was okay, i was better. Poor, poor idiot. Most of the time, i hate her. But right now, i just feel sorry for her. She thought i was coping. I wish that for once she was right.

But i'm not. I'm just not!

Fuck this. I've said too much already.

Sorry.

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alone and scared

couple of closest friend going through real rough times, and im picking up the slack as usual, and yet so much stuff going on in my head... worried bout friends v much. tired too

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