Driving myself crazy with eating disorders. I wish I had something nicer to write about, but I could really need some support right now. I can't even have food at home. I just throw everything up. I thought for a while I was well, but I am not and it makes me sad. It's just a way I handle my problems, but I wish I could do it some other way. I always end up hurting myself somehow, and I wish I could put a stop to it. I could need a really good psychiatrist, but I can't afford it.
Yesterday I started crying because I had a moment when I remembered what fucked me up when I was a child, but I haven't told anyone about it, except my boyfriend. I wish it wasn't true. I wish I would just have made it up to understand what's wrong with me, but I know that's not how it is.
Oh, god, this is just to depressing.
No, now I will watch the latest South Park. I love South Park! And then I think I will play Xenosaga II. I bought it yesterday.
It takes time to get well, but I have been ill/sick (what its called) for sixteen years. It's just too long.
Yesterday I started crying because I had a moment when I remembered what fucked me up when I was a child, but I haven't told anyone about it, except my boyfriend. I wish it wasn't true. I wish I would just have made it up to understand what's wrong with me, but I know that's not how it is.
Oh, god, this is just to depressing.
No, now I will watch the latest South Park. I love South Park! And then I think I will play Xenosaga II. I bought it yesterday.
It takes time to get well, but I have been ill/sick (what its called) for sixteen years. It's just too long.