I don’t think they understand how fragile I am, I notice things that you’re trying to hide. I just don’t know if I’m in the right to tell you it’s wrong.
I dream that I was back at my worst, it made me realize when I woke that I’m fucking up. Like what’s the end goal? I think I can lose a couple lbs and then I’ll be happy NO you were miserable at your lowest REMEMBER the pain.
I’m so fucking over this shit. I want to be normal and not have to worry about all this shit. I feel like I’m about to fuck up bad before I tell anyone
I don’t why I’m back on this account but I need to vent to someone. I got out of treatment back in November and I know I’m fucking up. A lot of shit has happened that isn’t making things easier either. I don’t want to relapse.