This is just a place for me to vent and keep track of everything going on in my life.
This is basically my journal
Days w/o cutting:331
Days w/o abusing painkillers: 354
Days w/o scratching: 231
Days w/o purging: 19
I do not condone the promoting of eating disorders, self harming or any other illness!
This is a safe place for anyone who is suffering with any disorder or problem.
I love my job and the people I normally work with, but damn I get so annoyed/triggered so much at it. Everyone is talking about their diets and what they have had to eat and that they are fat. Like really? They do this shit all the time and I’m trying to recover from bulimia and they make it so much worse.
Things have been strange for me lately, I’m not sure how to explain it, but they have been. One my doctor now thinks I have OCD. I’ve done quite a bit of coke these last 5 days. I will need to buy some more soon.
Okay, so any feelings I had of self confidence in my self and body, just went crashing through the wall. Um okay, life is kinda shitty. I also feel awful with a lack of will to even try anymore. Now on to the next 4 hours without eating