I just want you to read the small things I send you. I have Borderline Personality Disorder and PTSD. I just want you to understand what I’m going through. Especially now that I’m off my meds. I need you more and you don’t realize what I’m going through and know how to help. You tell me every time I cry that you don’t know what to do, if you cared why don’t you try to understand/and help then