I'm sorry.
I don't think I can write anymore.
Writing used to be one of my coping mechanisms, and to deal with daily shit, but this past year has been so terrible that if I try to write anything, my mind wanders off to those horrible memories.
My mom got sick. Doctors weren't sure if she was gonna make it. (she did make it). I isolated myself from friends & family for almost six months. All my mental illnesses got worse. Too many attempts. I got really really sick, and I had to stay at the hospital for a while, which made me relapse ED wise. I was (TW?) 45 kg when I came out of the hospital. Being that sick was traumatizing. And so many other things that I don't want to explain. So I'm sorry, that I am unable to write anymore. Especially for myself.
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