Monday, March 14, 2011

ive written these before.

2 hours ago 5: 06 am 15 March 2011
22176) I tried to explain to my best friend that getting me to give up my ED and just buckle down through therapy and recovery is like giving me a loaded gun and asking me to kindly blow my own brains out. He told me that was a little extreme. It’s not.
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8 hours ago 11: 20 pm 14 March 2011
22169) Because when everyone left me, leaving me lonely and hopeless, ana and mia were by my side.
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9 hours ago 9: 41 pm 14 March 2011
22152) I use starving as a coping method for everything in my life.
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10 hours ago 8: 59 pm 14 March 2011
22146) Please, forgive me if I slip away.
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11 hours ago 8: 23 pm 14 March 2011
22140) It’s hard to eat when you want to die.
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12 hours ago 7: 09 pm 14 March 2011
22128) I’ve always known that suicide was the way I would end up going. Now I know it’s by bulimia and self hate.
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13 hours ago 6: 22 pm 14 March 2011
22120) Every day is a struggle with myself. I feel like I’m losing my mind.
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14 hours ago 4: 48 pm 14 March 2011
22104) I’m done trying to fool myself. I do miss my tint thighs, I miss being flat chested, I miss my convex stomach, I miss my prominent ribs, I miss getting bruised with nothing, I miss tbeing light-headed, I miss the power and the control, I miss knowing the numbers I’m consuming, I miss the “OMG, you’re SO skinny”, I miss being tired, I miss working out all those hours a day, I miss that time when one sip or little bite was too much, I miss not wanting to eat. I miss going to bed feeling totally empty. Don’t tell me life is better without an ED. This is complete hell.
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16 hours ago 3: 11 pm 14 March 2011
22088) No one really knows me anymore. Not my parents, not my best friends. It’s like this eating disorder has replaced me.

17 hours ago 1: 58 pm 14 March 2011
22080) I feel like I’m on the inside and everyone is looking in. I feel so alone.
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18 hours ago 1: 40 pm 14 March 2011
22077) I need a shoulder to cry on. I just feel so utterly alone. It gets so tiring pretending like I’m okay all the time and I just need to break down.
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