Tag Archives: mental illness
Promise.
Remember that dress you used to wear? Leopard shift and it made you so pretty Now it hangs alone, gathering dust Never again will you wear it aged twenty Things have changed now, that life’s gone For an illness has … Continue reading
When Will it End?
I am sorry I have been gone so long. I don’t have much of a reason other than that of getting bogged down with life. But I am back now. Sometimes I let myself get swallowed up by the hope … Continue reading
Am I Fighting an Incurable Disease?
Everyone know what it is like to feel crushed. I feel so f*cking crushed right now. Bulimia has won tonight. It is devouring every inch of me, I want to sink inside myself and shrivel up. I don’t particularly want … Continue reading
A poem by Anorexia
When the world is a quiet place you’ll hear me call your name I will not leave you peacefully To be the girl you used to dream Because, you see, I never leave, I’m stubborn as December snow, I … Continue reading
Endless.
Where do I turn when all that face me are walls? Sometimes I pull the plug on my emotions so that I can live. Sometimes I tell myself I will fix it tomorrow even though I know that this leads … Continue reading
Breaking free from the grip of Ed.
A fight with yourself is one of the most bizarre fights you will ever experience. Everyone else is on the side that is ‘good’. The side that will help you, will let your body function and free your mind from … Continue reading
I don’t understand myself.
I find it bizarre how I tell myself I should be someone else. You can fault other people but you can’t change them. But surely the one person you can change is yourself? The one person you can rely on … Continue reading
Fighting for a nonexistent victory
I remember when my eating disorder used to be my life. I used to love it, to cherish it, I was proud of it. Each day it helped me achieve by getting skinnier and skinnier, eating less and less, conquering … Continue reading
Sorry for me, from me.
I am sick to death of feeling sorry for myself. I have it so good in life, I am so lucky, and I am constantly pitying myself for the fact I seem to struggle with eating, drinking (water!) and getting … Continue reading
Well due for a positive post.
Wow. Finally something positive. Normally its two steps forward one step back but sometimes that feels like 1,000,000 steps forward and 999,999 steps back. But I am finally making a bit more progress. So I haven’t calorie counted for a … Continue reading
Good Morning Bulimia 