Known as the girl that starved;
people would never expect for her to binge.
But nobody is here at 3 am
except me and these god damn thoughts.
At first
it's small.
A peanut butter and jelly sandwich.
Then a cookie.
Then another.
I lay in bed and violently sob, so confused. It may not be a binge to you, but it is a binge to me.
I am not overly full
but my mind kills me over every bite:
"Fatass."
"Cow."
"You will never be loved."
I have come to realize
that nobody can save me from this.
Just like
when I went days without eating and nobody even noticed,
No one will notice
how upset food makes me.
Binge.
Cry.
Binge.
Cry.
