the first day of school

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Today was the first day of school, that means stress and homework and the need to be perfect all over again. Great.

I know something will happen, I know that for a fact. Three years ago it was depression, but I get betters, two years ago I started cutting, but I stopped, and last year I developed anorexia, but I'm recovered. Maybe I'll stop sleeping this year.

I don't think I've ever been so un-excited in my life for school to begin. I've always been a quiet version of the "teachers pet", yet I'm terrified today.

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I make it until the end of the day, and I get a chance to get ready for the concert that's kept me from killing myself so many times. 5 Seconds Of Summer at Jones Beach Theater. I've been dreaming about this day for months now.
But what if I don't have enough energy to jump around? Maybe a handful of nuts will correct that, I mean, I haven't eaten anything yet today, I could collapse at the concert, and, wow, that would suck. I walk over to my fridge and pull out a bag of chestnuts and take out five (90), but that seems like a lot, so I put one back (72).
After I finish examining the nuts, I put them in my mouth, one at a time. Ten bites, swallow. Take a sip of water. Ten bites, swallow. Take a sip of water. Ten bites, swallow. Take a sip of water. Ten bites, swallow. Take a sip of water. I repeat and repeat until I finish the food in my paws.
I'm still hungry, why am I still hungry?! Maybe a few cookies will do the trick. I go to my cabinet and pull out my moms organic, coffee flavored cookies. I carefully place two on a place and gobble them up before I have a chance to check the nutrient facts.
Well there's only a few left in the box, so I might as well eat the rest. I eat the rest as fast as humanity possible.

I hear my stomach groan. That can't be right.... I'll just make myself a sandwich.

Two sandwiches later, I'm able to stop myself. I pick myself up and drag my body to my room so I can get dressed in my concert clothes. Haha fatty! I bet they won't even fit now! I slip my two on, surprised that I still have wiggle room inside, and then I place a thick, black tutu around my waist. I punch my fist between my stomach and the lining of the tutu to find that the skirt fits rather loosely. That's nothing body pins can't handle though.

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Once I got to the concert, I convinced my mom to buy me a drippy ice cream cone for the end of the summer. Chocolate ice cream with chocolate sprinkles in a waffle cone. I ate it up so quickly, you'd think I haven't eaten in days.
"I brought granola bars if you girls get hungry." One of my best friend's, Amanda, mom told Amanda, Hannah, and I.
Half way through the concert I not only devoured the granola bars brought for me, but also the ones brought for Amanda and Hannah.
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11:34 P.M.

I can't sleep. Why the fuck did I eat so much?! I can feel the extra fats and sugars I consumed today being turned to fat. That fat will crush your bones! I have to get it out. But I can purge, I promised myself I'd never become that person. I have to get it out.
I rolled out of bed and dropped to the ground where I spent all night exercising.

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