It looks like I'm just tired.
It looks like being alone is the safest bet.
It looks like confusion.
It looks like searching for answers is what got me here in the first place.
It looks like the thoughts are back.
It looks like they won't ever understand.
It looks like pushing away people is easier than letting them in.
It looks like I should probably be distracting myself.
It looks like lack of motivation.
It looks like I'm saying stuff I don't mean again.
It looks like two steps forward twenty steps back.
It looks like I just need to get out.
It looks like it's got me this far.
It looks like maybe it's not as bad as I think.
It looks like I guess I can keep going.
It looks like trying.
Thursday, March 28, 2019
Wednesday, March 27, 2019
This is what it looks like when you stop trying to self-diagnose and finally start healing through DBT...
It looks like going through my DBT Workbook and actually doing the work.
It looks like staying calm instead of screaming and cursing.
It looks like not lashing out.
It looks like coming to terms with the fact that it may be BPD or C-PTSD or both or neither.
It looks like wanting a change so much I'm willing to try anything.
It looks like healing by learning new ways to cope.
It looks like happiness gained from learning better ways to cope.
It looks like I might actually be able to get a grip on my emotions, sometimes.
It looks like being easier on myself is paying off.
It looks like I don't have to have all the answers all at once.
It looks like putting the past in the past and leaving it there.
It looks like maybe I'm not a total jerkface after all.
It looks like I can be happy.
It looks like staying calm instead of screaming and cursing.
It looks like not lashing out.
It looks like coming to terms with the fact that it may be BPD or C-PTSD or both or neither.
It looks like wanting a change so much I'm willing to try anything.
It looks like healing by learning new ways to cope.
It looks like happiness gained from learning better ways to cope.
It looks like I might actually be able to get a grip on my emotions, sometimes.
It looks like being easier on myself is paying off.
It looks like I don't have to have all the answers all at once.
It looks like putting the past in the past and leaving it there.
It looks like maybe I'm not a total jerkface after all.
It looks like I can be happy.
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