As the clock ticks closer to 12 am, I feel pride and in control. My stomach aches with an empty pang. Resisting hunger and denying food makes me feel powerful. This new year has started off wonderful and I've already started on getting to my target goals.
These are the thoughts running through my food deprived brain while my family eat and laugh in enjoyment.
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Undone
PoetryA hodgepodge of topics that mostly deal with mental health written as poems or prose.
