This is the only place I can publicly say this.
I feel so alone all the time
I’m on meds and they’re so wonderful but I still have bad days. And I still have anxiety attacks. And now I don’t eat.
It feels so good to control that. When everything else is a mess I can control that one aspect.
Obviously I eat sometimes. Some snacks. But I feel so guilty afterwards. I wanna be perfect. Skinny pretty and tan. I feel like I’m slowly coming out of my friend group because I’m constantly sleeping or I don’t have the energy to be around people. They definitely don’t like me as much as they like everyone else.
At least I can vent here.
My anaconda has, upon review of the information presented with it’s partners, decided that it, in fact, does not. My anaconda apologizes for any inconvenience this may cause and thanks you for your time.