Wednesday, 6 July 2011

I'm losing control, and to be honest, I'm too weak to even care...

My binging is kind of out of control. I have so much food inside me, but I am so very weak, I can hardly string a sentence together, everything is such a hassle and takes so much energy to do that I simply do not have.

I weigh more now than I ever have before, but even that isn't enough to stop me.

I've said it a lot before but I hate what I have come, but right now
I don't even really care.

I feel like i am trapped inside


  1. oh my beautiful beautiful broken butterfly...i have no idea how to help you. I wish i was there right beside you. I am sorry i am not. Please be strong

  2. oh, my poor soul...everything will be better. I don't think i am the only one that cares about what happens to you. Open your eyes wide, look around and you will find others :):*

  3. I love you.
    I disappeared, for a while, I'm sorry. But I'm back now, hopefully properly, this time.
    Please be strong, love. Surely things will be okay, soon; otherwise, what else is left?
    No, I'm sure things will change. They have to.
    For both of us.

    Breathe, love. It's all you can do, sometimes.