Mar. 25th, 2011 12:49 pm
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 In five months I have lost my fiance, my family, my exam results, my money and my mind.

But I also lost 15lbs, so you win some, you lose some. 

Ahaa what a fucked up situation. I have a new boyfriend, potentially a new job and I'm living back with my parents. I'm also 20 years old now. HEYYYY.

I ate microwaved cookies for breakfast and my parents are off out so there's a high chance there will be literally no food left today.
or I could just go apeshit on laxatives or exercise what I've eaten off. Decisions, decisions. 

I'm off back in therapy where I will discuss my mental state and play dumb to any problems of my eating. My eating is not a problem, when I'm 95lbs, sure let it be a problem then. But no, not now. I'm still around 130 and I am vile and disgusting and definitely not worthy of medical attention. Actually fuck my binge, I'm feeling a bit motivated.

I keep cooking fattening foods then not eating it and the fridge is full of what I've made, now cold and congealed. Ugh.

I'm going to read.

Date: 2011-03-28 05:28 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
From what youve just said it is already clear that your eating is a problem hunny. I know it is difficult, believe me I do, but keep strong, focus and get through it. You have everything there right infront of you, just need to find it and be happy. Your life is only what you make of it babe.


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This is my account of my vanishing act. Diagnosed Bulimic/BPD. I live in a tiny room with my rabbit. I'm 21, and I like writing and cups of coffee.