I just can't. I can't get all my work done. I can't eat normally. I can't have normal relationships. I'm sick of living like this. I'm sick of feeling like this. I just want to die.

Just let me go, please.

I just want to die. Curl up in a little ball and die. Everything is just too much.

Every commitment I have is too much to deal with.

I'm hungry. I want to eat. My stomach hurts I'm so hungry.

Why can't I bring myself to eat?

I'm hurting.

The fact that the scales are gone is freaking me out.

I was doing better. I was eating more. I was thinking less. I was feeling happier.

Now I'm triggered. Seriously triggered. I need those scales. I need to know I'm not gaining.

I don’t know what the fuck to do.

Well I do.

I know exactly what to do.

Yup, hello no food. Hello laxatives and stomach cramps. Hello exercising all night. Hello drinking shit loads...