Friendship for sale

Here I am at Panera Bread Co. I’ve just finished my therapy session and I’m waiting for my movie to start. I’m going to the dollar theater to see Gran Torino. I’m just trying to add structure to my day. Depression has a ravenous hold on me, chomping away at me. This is such an […]

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From my Blackberry

I’m lying in bed, insomnia personified. I am constantly obssessing over food. Waiting for husband to go to work so I can act out. It’s so much harder this time.

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Fading into the woodwork

Find me please. I’m dissipating into oblivion. I need to be found. I’m not dissociating. I’m just missing. My words are not my own and are borrowed from someone deep inside. I’m too scared to leave the bed; even more afraid to leave the house. Each day is a replica of days prior. Urgent business […]

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8th world wonder

I’m the 8th world wonder. No one can figure me out. I defy explanation. I’m either immersed in anorexia or burning my arm off. I’ve gained weight. I can see it, I can feel it, I can sense it, and I detest myself for it. Burning is a way of cleansing myself from my badness. […]

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Guilty in the 2nd degree***Could be triggering for self harmers

WArning****Could be triggering for self harmers***Warning***Please take care of yourself and do not read if you are a self harmer _______________________________________________ I’m guilty of 2nd degree burns. My wrist is slathered is antibiotic cream and wrapped in sterile pads for protection. The elements aren’t what my wrist is in need of protection; it’s me that […]

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