47 Days Before

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47 DAYS BEFORE

Somebody get me out of this hell hole.
Another 2 hour session with the good old doctor, talking about my triggers, and crying my eyes out for hours.
I am freaking cold, my bed is uncomfortable and i just want to talk to Noah.

I'm sick of eating, i'm sick of my stomach being so god damn bloated every single day and i just want to scream.

Breakfast, oatmeal and berries with a side of jam and peanut butter toast. I have decided i hate jam. Morning Snack, a god damn mars bar, KING SIZE!! I can feel it heading straight to my thighs. Lunch, roasted chicken salad drenched in full fat mayonaise with cheese. If they make Liv feed this to me when i leave i am going to have a melt down. Noah's fairy bread sounds really good right about now. Afternoon snack, full fat greek yoghurt with roasted pistachio nuts. Dinner, fish and fucking chips, deep fried in oil, are they trying to give me a heart attack. We were offered aoli with it, obviously i declined. A slice of apple pie with vanilla ice cream, washed down with a full fat milk hot chocolate with marshmallows for afternoon snack.

Isn't treatment life grand.
Someone kill me.

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