so i guess ive realized what im doing

i'm taking a break. i haven't been going to group. i dread going to indivual. my therapist is gonna be disapointed but honestly i dont care.


i guess you could say im happy. idk. im not sure what i am. i dont care.

i dont care about anything just taking life as it comes.

i don't know who i am anymore.

i don't wanna talk about my eating disorder. i'm so sick of talking about it. of thinking about it. It always being there.

i like life. i do. im just....exhausted. i feel indifferent.

i love danny, he's my number one. we've only been dating for five months and maybe because he took my virginity but i love him. i care about him so much.

libby and jennie and katie are my best friends now. i like hanging out with them. i know deep down i miss my old friends but im not gonna admit that to myself, of course not.


i'm just so confused about life and all in all i don't care. school starts in a month. i'm sure hell will break free again.

relapsing.

im back. was recovering for a bit but I don't want to recover as of now.

i need to get skinny. im up to 130. thats horrid. im restricting.

ive been actually pretty happy this summer until of now.

school starts in exactly one month, what joy.

its whatever

i'm just trying to live my life.