relapses never come planned they really just sneak up on you slowly and your behaviours gradually start increasing again without you noticing until you realise it’s actually genuinely getting bad again
after wednesday im locking the fuck in idc i’ll let my body do what it wants hunger & food wise until exams and the celebrations are over and then it’s go time
i can’t stop binging and overeating and it’s awful im in a cycle of being so depressed about my body that i just want to eat more and i Hate it i hate everything i don’t want to be alive if im not skinny
i really do get too comfortable in life by forgetting that i will always have an eating disorder and that voice will never go away no matter how much my behaviours and body changes
tomorrow i am not going to binge and i am going to have my silly little yoghurt bowl and go on a pretty walk and smoke a cigarette and drink lots of water and think about my evening plans
rationally i know a relapse is just going to take everything from me again but i Need to be skinny again like. not even edtwt skinny just irl skinny it’s killing me