Quiet BPD – Life on the BPD

Posted on December 8, 2022November 17, 2022 by elizadalton

Poesia: Lo Siento

Here is the English version of this poem:

https://lifeonthebpd.com/2021/10/25/poetry-im-sorry/

Lo siento por el niño que eres
y el hombre que nunca serás

Lo siento por haber enamorarme de ti
y no recibir el amor que merecía

Lo siento por creer en tu actuación de hombre bueno
Y aprender que el amor era una ilusión

Lo siento que tu nunca sentiste mi desamparo
Y que para ti no mas fui otra inutil

Lo siento por todas las lágrimas derramadas
y todo el amor que te di

Pero más que todo lo siento por el dia que te aparecistes en mi vida
para ser otro recuerdo lleno de amargura

Posted on October 18, 2022August 6, 2022 by elizadalton

Poetry: Restless

I wrote this poem in 2008. One the BPD traits is feeling restless and oh my, I feel this a lot. Sometimes it’s for a few hours, sometimes it’s for a few days and I write about it.

Restlessness lies in

my mind at

night and does

not go away

easily. It invades

my thoughts and

questions me.

Will it ever go

away or will I

become insane?

Posted on October 11, 2022October 2, 2022 by elizadalton · 1 Comment

Poetry: Sigh

I wrote this in 2007 when I was frustrated with life.

Indentations

of small

frustrations

wear thick

in my

thoughts.

To take them

out is what I

desire to do.

Posted on October 1, 2022August 6, 2022 by elizadalton

I wrote this in 2007 about my husband. I was frustrated that he was always so guarded with his emotions and his past. I hated that I could give him my vulnerability and he couldn’t give me his. Looking back now, I should have realized how incompatible we were at the time, but my stubborn and optimistic self wanted things to badly work.