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.
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