Last night, at 4:30am, I read through every single email that one of my tormentors sent me. I thought I had erased them all years ago. They were all love letters. Some with risqué pictures. Some were filled with words of encouragement. The last one was dated just a few days before she turned on me and I found out everything had been a lie. The destruction that she caused will never leave me. These people will never be happy until I’m dead. The PTSD is constant. I still can’t go more than a couple of hours with the intrusive thoughts and shaking. It’s been 5 years now. 5 years without living… Should I just give them what they want?
Body dysmorphic disorder
Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder (PTSD)
Borderline Personality Disorder (BPD)
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