I keep telling myself it’s gonna be ok
Everyone else keeps telling me it’s gonna be ok
But I don’t feel ok. I feel like laying in bed until everything is done. I feel like throwing up everything until it doesn’t hurt anymore. I feel like maybe that would expel the sadness that is trapped in me. It doesn’t feel ok when everything I’ve worked so hard for is crashing down around me. I’m a planner and I can deal with bumps in my plans, but when everything gets thrown into a paper shredder and then scattered I just don’t know how to handle it. Having to change schools I accepted, but the possibility of losing my job more than 6 months before I need to make said move makes me just want to give up. I can’t handle this. I’m not good at losing jobs. I need income. I need to feel like I’m helping in some way. I feel like I could try and describe how I feel 100 different ways and I still couldn’t figure out how to fix this.
I remember thinking that I wasn’t “sick enough” until I read that a healthy person doesn’t wish to be sick. And idk that spoke to me. Everyone deserves recovery, don’t let your eating disorder convince you otherwise.
that girl u just called fat? she’s eatin some good fuckin food
that boy u laughed at for fallin asleep in class? he was up all night watching hentai
those kids who wear big dorky glasses? they don’t even need them wtf
those kids who never take out their headphones? they’re listening to Mitt Romneys autobiography. they paid $17.99 for it. they actually bought it.
GET YOUR GAME IN THE HEAD
IM FUFCKING CRYING AT THIS PICTURE OF A DUCK
FUC KING LOOK AT THIS SHIT
d ont hurt my childern
Idk why I keep getting sad over people that don’t give a shit about me.