A day can be good, but rarely great.
A day can go from good to okay.
A day can go from okay to alright.
A day can finally hit bad, or horrible.
A good but rarely great day can turn okay depending on situation, sleep, place and so on but I move on.
An okay, alright day is when I wear tight clothes and feel exposed, a crowded room with to much chatter can make my brain shatter.
A day thats supposed to be good, but rarely great can become bad or horrible. With something as simple as a reflection, meal, comments, thoughts, feelings.
A good maybe great day is when I don't experience any of it. A day when I'm somewhere else. A day away from them. A day away from myself.
Them= the conflicting presences in my head
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What Its Like With Eating Disorders
De TodoDISCLAIMER 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...
