Welcome to the mental health corner of the internet that nobody asked for but you’re here anyway. I made this blog because I have a lot of feelings, not enough emotional regulation, and just enough Wi-Fi to overshare with strangers.

who am i?

I’m just your average emotionally unstable overthinker™ with a talent for crying in public and then making it content. I live somewhere between “totally fine” and “googling ‘how to fake your own death’” – and if you get that, you’re in the right place.

why this blog?

Because sometimes journaling isn’t enough. Sometimes you need to scream into the void and make it aesthetically pleasing. Also, mental illness can be isolating as hell, and I wanted a space where I could be unfiltered about what it’s like living with borderline personality disorder, depression, PTSD, anxiety, and the occasional existential spiral… with jokes. Always with jokes.

what to expect:

• Chaotic personal stories 📓
• Mood swings (both mine and the post vibes) 😒
• Real talk about therapy, triggers, and tiny victories ✨
• Humour, because if I’m not laughing I’m dissociating 😀

This isn’t a place for perfect advice or toxic positivity. It’s a place for messy healing, questionable coping skills, and laughing through the breakdown. If that sounds like your kind of emotional rollercoaster – buckle up, babe.

Welcome to the ride. I’m borderline. With Wi-Fi. And apparently, a blog now.