- Mar 13, 2021
- Melbourne, Australia
im 37 female. im in remission from BPD and panic disorder. I have been misdiagnosed in the past with BP2 and ptsd. I currently endure major anxiety and clinical depression. im not an asshole anymore so why do I have no friends? my story is long and twisted. few little things --brother killed himself 10 years ago at age of 17 our childhood was traumatic. I have 2 daughters I gave up 9 years ago( to their dads /2 diff dads) the eldest hates me hasn't spoken to me in 6 years my youngest and I have a wonderful relationship. I managed a sex shop for 4 years and was once a receptionist at a brothel. I have tattoos and an undercut cos I can't have purple hair at new job, and I've been arrested and charged but not convicted. ive had orgys I have ridden on motorcycles with no shoes ive been to places I never knew existed and when I got there I walked in fukd shit up and walked out. I have had more money pass through my hands than people will see in a lifetime. I was an asshole who was never lonely always someone with me. Now im not that crazy asshole anymore I have no friends. weird that. I used to be the loudest in the room, now im lucky if I get noticed in any room. I got hit by a car too. been in 4 car accidents and my foot got chewed up in a dirt bike once. I was a crazy asshole everyone wanted to be around. now im a good decent person living clean and ive never been so lonely in my life.