The Binging That Occurs During Finals Week Makes Me Want To Drop Out, Live In A Tunnel, And Focus On

The binging that occurs during finals week makes me want to drop out, live in a tunnel, and focus on starving.

Am I delusion for acting like the skinniest bitch ever after taking 5 laxatives and shitting my brains out?

Might as well start every post with “dear diary”

Living at home has been like one mega binge that never ends. The worst part: I can’t even control the food I binge on because my family is controlling what I eat.

My family is not only praying on my downfall but also actively scheming. The wicked do NOT rest, y’all.

My family needs to either stop calling me fat or stop force feeding me insane amounts of food. They’re treating me like a pig to fatten up and slaughter.

Cannot emphasize enough how hard I feel this!

eds are weird cuz i want people to know i have an ed but i don’t want them to know. like i want to get on with it in peace but i want to know they’re concerned for me. i want the help but i don’t at the same time. i want to feel like im skinny enough to say i have an ed without it being called “disordered eating” instead. i think being skinny would solve all of my problems