Living with BPD and Fibromyalgia
Recently I have been so excited about my writing, and what’s to come for it.
To be able to articulate my feelings in my writing is so liberating.
It’s a sort of freedom I feel like I have control of.
But these past few days I’ve been so extremely depressed and fatigued.
Getting out of bed is hard, while I do wake up at 6 am I force myself to go back to bed because I just don’t feel like I’m ready to face the world.
Then I wake up at 10 am just to stay in bed till 11:15 am or 12 watching funny videos or videos of YouTubers getting their day started.
I end up guilting myself that I didn’t get up earlier, and analyze my dreams because they are so stinkn vivid and random.
As much as my husband is my biggest support system, still wonder at times how hard my purpose is. Am I going to be able to reach people the way I’d like on lemon8 and TikTok?
Is it delusional of me to want to write two books in my life?
I get so frustrated with myself even feeling that way because just the other week I was pumped and so motivated! No one could tell me anything! I thought I was gonna be the next hot blogger online 😂!
I told you delusional.
And days like today it’s hard to know what I’m feeling and why.
Today I had to shake myself a little and remember it’s okay to have goals, and it’s okay to have bad days.
Just don’t sit in it…
On top of the weather being crummy, it’s so hard to feel motivated.
I just hope that with my consistency I’m able to achieve where I would like to get some day.
What am I doing to feel better?
Relaxing and a little wine cocktail I made 😆.
I’ve learned that these episodes come but they will pass.
This post is a reminder that even if you’re not dealing with BPD you’re not alone with feeling unmotivated and down.
Keep your head up 🤎
You know, when I talk about those days where getting out of bed feels impossible, it's not just about being tired. It's the deep, aching exhaustion that comes with fibromyalgia. People often ask, 'What does fibromyalgia look like?' And honestly, on the outside, it might look like nothing. But inside, it can feel like your muscles are constantly strained, like a dull ache that never truly leaves, or sometimes a sharp, burning sensation. If you could see my fibromyalgia pain, it might look like a constant, low-level thrumming beneath my skin, sometimes flaring up into an intense, fiery sensation. It’s like carrying an invisible weight, a constant drag that pulls you down, much like that shadowy figure in some of the art I've seen that depicts the weight of depression. This invisible battle is precisely why understanding and empathy are so crucial, not just from others, but from ourselves too. It's hard to explain to someone who hasn't experienced it how debilitating this 'invisible' illness can be. That's also why I've found so much solace in art, both creating and appreciating it. When words fail, a powerful image can speak volumes. I've often looked at meaningful drawings of depression or BPD art, especially those with deep, dark meanings, and felt so seen. It’s like someone else captured that distressed expression or the feeling of being weighed down, depicting it with a shadowy figure or a tangled mess of lines. It helps to externalize what feels so internal and overwhelming. Sometimes, just sketching out how I feel, even if it's just a scribble, helps me process the intense emotions that come with BPD. It doesn't have to be gallery-worthy; it just has to be *mine*. Finding a creative outlet, whether it's writing, drawing, or even just listening to music that resonates with your mood, can be incredibly therapeutic on those tough days. It's a way to acknowledge the struggle without getting completely lost in it. Speaking of those intense emotions, I've learned that understanding my BPD 'bad days' often means recognizing my triggers. It’s not always obvious, but over time, I’ve started to connect the dots. For me, common BPD triggers can include perceived abandonment—even small things like a friend not replying to a text quickly can send me spiraling. Stressful life events, relationship conflicts, or even just feeling misunderstood can also set off a flare. I've found keeping a journal helps me track these patterns. When I feel that familiar sense of overwhelming emptiness or intense mood swings, I try to pause and ask myself what might have preceded it. It’s a process, and it’s far from perfect, but recognizing a trigger is the first step toward managing the aftermath. It helps me prepare for those days when the depression feels like a physical entity, making me want to stay curled up in bed, just like the author describes. Finding a quiet space to process, practicing grounding techniques, or reaching out to a trusted support person are all strategies I try to employ. Remember, it's okay to have goals, and it's okay to have bad days. The important thing is to acknowledge them and find your gentle ways to cope, whether it's a quiet moment, a creative outlet, or a comforting drink. Consistency in self-care, even small acts, truly helps.

I have family that deals with BPD. May God bless your journey and struggles. May all the joyous days be awesome and the low ones be few. But either way stay strong and wishing you pure joy and happiness.