On the Borderline - Life With BPD: Flying in Circles

Flying in Circles

Well fuck it all, as soon as I get to the airport my flight gets delayed. I was going to miss my connecting flight and would have to spend the night in Atlanta, but I rescheduled it for tomorrow morning.

Rae isn't taking it too well. Honestly, I'm not either. I'm angry and upset and I NEED her, to breathe to live to calm down to exist to function, but I can't change it and I can only be glad that it ended up working well with her schedule. I'm a mess on the inside, and it's pretty ugly. But...

In the past, it would have been about ME. I'M upset, -I- missed my flight, it sucks for ME. But I'm far more worried about her. She's had a god-awful month without me, and I just wanted to be there with her...

I have to stop here. It seems so trivial for 'normal' people but I can't do this right now.


Eden.

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