okay, I know no one will read this in time... rather not by the time I want a response. For those of you who know me, annie, cinders, etc... I went through a rough time when cutting, not eating and sleeping took up all of my time. So what's the deal now??!! I'm not really depressed I just feel fat and disgusting, so I'm popping laxatives like there is no tomorrow. I know that I need to stop today, so I have made a mental decision to do so, but I just want to take some so bad, because of all I've eaten. It's too hard to throw up because my boyfriend is always around, so not eating is out of the question too, and I know I shouldn't be doing this anyway, but....argh, this is so fucking frustrating. I hate being fat.
Star.
Star.
