I've got borderline personality disorder. Something which makes life so hard that no matter what happens you want it just to stop.

The pain the past, the memories, the urges, the feelings the everything. Life's in black and white, crazy mood swings for no reason. Crazy self-harm.

Lost my brother to suicide nearly 16 months ago, and the pain is still so raw. No matter what i try i can't seem to accept that he's gone. Life was starting to look up till he died. Now i can't stop thinking of just going, so then my family or "friends" wouldn't have to worry about me or anything.

Hope's fading fast as sand disappearing under your feet. Life, you are cruel!