Others seem so energetic, thrilled with life and happiness for the holidays, I feel so drained almost angry for the season. Greatful the sun isn't melting my pale arse, I get to hide in my house. Downfall to that is hearing everyone's squeals of excitement for holidays. Yah they're cool I guess but just another year proving all I've not accomplished, another year I've messed up, another year unhappy another year with them in my head. I've made no progress unless progressively getting worse counts. I have habits you see that don't ever go away, coping techniques that make life dead. If my eyes aren't halfway to vacancy by now I hide it well. Pretending to be exilerated like my peers, I only scream onto these typed pages that no one ever reads.
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What Its Like With Eating Disorders
RandomDISCLAIMER Sometimes I can't talk to anyone about it so I'll talk on here what its like for me to live with eating conflicting disorders even then it is hard because I can't get it out or in a nice way. Some are poetic some aren't. I don't fat shame...
