I feel like I'm going to crumble, that I'm going to blow away in the wind like dust. I'm so there at the moment. I'm just so so so so tired. I'm just ready to burry myself in the covers and never come out. Not to eat and not to talk.

I'm just so tired of being so different. I'm just so tired of never fitting in, never feeling like I belong. I just want to give up. Lock away everything and just pretend that it's all right, that I don't exist.

Like, now I have to deal...

If you guys ever need someone to talk to, I'm a great listener and I'll help as well as I can.


~Kayla.

Yesterday, I had therapy. I really needed it, the voice was screaming at me, constantly.
"Your not good enough! Get off your fat ass and loose some weight! As long as your thin, nothing else matters! You want to be perfect, right?!" Etc, etc etc.

I was reading something a while ago about how it doesn't matter if your thin if your dead, and immediatly my eating disorder says: "Who cares if your dead as long as your thin. The thinnest. I know you would do anything...

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I'm one of those weird people that doesn't have a problem with ants in my room. The thing is, ants come, they pick up your waste, and when there's nothing left, then they fuck off. So, unless they're stealing something tasty that I want, I genuinely have no problem with ants.

Also, recycling doesn't go out until Monday night, so I haven't had a chance to get rid of my empty cans etc. since I got back from hospital. And, also, I move on Tuesday! It's awfully close now, I'm excited....