I've been having flashbacks since last night.
Landon was talking to his apt. manager for about an hour outside.
I locked myself in the bathroom climbed into the shower with my bong.
Put on music and just sat there smoking when it started....
The one that really has been nagging on my brain is the first time my mom ever found me trying to hide a razor. They got mad at me. I remember them calling me into their room. I sat down on the floor with my legs to my chest, arms around my knees. I was scared and frightened a bit. I had just recently found out what cutting can do, how it can take away that pain for a second. My mom told me to lift my pant legs, and then next my sleeves....She never saw the cuts. All she had to do was make me lift my sleeve a little higher, she would have found the cuts. She could have saved me from this before it started.
I snapped out of the flashback with my teeth so tensed together. My whole body just burning and angry at her. She should have known. She could have made everything alright. I cried for a long time afterwards. I've never been protected by my parents. They've raised me to be so independent, to never need them for anything. I'm realizing I don't know how to talk about my feelings, or what's wrong because of my parents. They never talked to me about problems they felt. They always ignored things. I became so mute with everyone because I grew up thinking this is how it is supposed to be.
On Sunday my mom called me into her room. She told me she thinks I'm depressed.....NO SHIT. & now she's trying to talk to my psychiatrist, she wants to come in with me...and I can't handle it. It makes my brain hurt literally. She was talking about a 30 day inpatient program for depression? That wont be useful for me.
I had breakfast this morning and I'm water fasting the rest of the day. I was 98.6 lbs when I went home last night and I wanted to throw my scale through the wall. I feel disgusting. My thighs won't fucking shrink. They stay gigantic! They jiggle and no matter what I do they wont slim down :'( I want to cut a hole so deep into my thighs I can stick a vacuum into it and suck all the fat out. It just doesn't seem possible that i'm under 100 lbs and still look pretty big. My hips down won't shrink. I can't get rid of that last belly fat. I don't know what to do!
also anyone in Southern California i'd love to talk to you! I need some friends and motivation closer to home.
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Tuesday, September 18, 2012
Fuck, Can I become skinny already!?!!!
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Monday, September 17, 2012
85 lbs; 85 lbs; 85 lbs
all that i'm going to have replaying in my mind is 85 lbs.
85 lbs
85 lbs
I'll get there. I'll starve. I'll fast. I'll live off water. I'll become so drained and tired I look like I'm dying. I'll hide everything and all my feelings just so you can go on and be happy with your life. I'll just sit here and pretend it's all okay as i'm withering away.
I have bruises all over my back and legs now. I'm weak. I'm hungry. I'm full.
I don't know how to feel.
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| I would give up literally anything in this entire world for these legs. |
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Tuesday, April 17, 2012
Mean
Just resisted the amazing Red Velvet Cupcake. I haven't ate in two days and trust me these were sure tempting. My mom made me try the frosting to the Carrot Cupcake. One I fucking hate frosting or icing of any sorts and I never have. I literally ask for my birthday cake to have no frosting. But I tried a little dap of the frosting and wanted to puke from the amount of sugar I just ingested. I kinda freaked out earlier too I was buttering a piece of toast for my sister and I got butter on my finger and went crazy for some reason thinking it'd absorb into my skin and make me fat.....I'm working so hard you guys have no fucking idea.
Is it bad that I want to lose more weight so Landon won't want to be with me anymore? I love him, I really do but I feel trapped. He had his time when he was younger to have fun & shit, and I'm barely 19 and I don't have any friends, I'm always with him, sitting there smoking, not being able to get away....
I also decided that since i'll be getting new fucking health insurance in July I'll start writing down everything that is wrong with me. Mostly just the shit that's going on in my head since I can't ever express it out loud, I'll start writing everything down, add more details as I remember and just hand that over to my new doctor so I can start getting help.....I'll post it on here too when I gather it all up and put it into words.
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