Thursday, February 2, 2012

when the bad comes with the good

dropped 4 kilos...and it all starts again.

The questioning, growing suspicions, the whispers ' don't tell me she is starving herself again'.

I can't handle it I just need to get out of this place.

1 comment:

  1. hey...i know you don't know me, and i know this is the last thing you want to hear, but you can't do this. Things get so much better. 3 months ago my family forced me to do treatment after losing 40 pounds and i wouldnt talk to any of them for a whole month. But now im 130 pounds (Im only 13 and 5'2) and i feel great about myself. I used to eat nothing and look in the mirror to see a fat ugly piece of shit, but now all i see is the girl who ate that 500 calorie sundae or that cheeseburger, and i think i look amazing. You start to see things clearer, and your body becomes something in the ack of your mind and the reallly importent things matter, like your boyfriend, and things you enjoy. I'm sorry if you think i am wasting your time, but i just needed to tell you that life is better than this

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