Too fat to die

I need help stopping my downward spiral. I know of at least one alter that is suicidal; some are apathetic, and others don’t want to die this fat. The last statement is really silly, I know. But that is how this mind works. I cancelled my therapy appointment today because I didn’t feel pretty enough […]

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Look who’s taking risks.

I took two risks today. I was sitting in A.N.A.D. (Anorexia Nervosa and Associated Disorders.) After the meeting began and the silence was deafening, I broke the silence and offered up what I am struggling with. As I tweeted earlier today, I binged and purged this morning. So one of the risks I took was […]

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If we weren’t all crazy we’d just go insane.

That’s a quote by Jimmy Buffet. I’m not sure that I’m not crazy AND insane, or if they are even mutually exclusive. I’m so lost inside the mess and dissociation that cradles my life. Having Dissociative Identity Disorder is like having a broken mind. My thoughts are disorganized. I remember face but not names of […]

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Illusion, confusion, and delusion

I’m hacked. I just sat and blogged for fifteen minutes and lost it all. Dammit to $#@&! It wasn’t important anyway. Mostly it was about how my blogs are aimless and pointless and don’t have a theme. Like Clinically Clueless wrote recently about suicide and a member of Jumping in Puddles wrote about God and […]

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Switchy-poo

I don’t know where I am tonight, but I felt like writing something to just check in with the cyber world. My head is screaming in pain, my anxiety is off the scale, and I feel grotesquly fat and obese. I’m upset that I’m empty. I used to be such a good writer, though you […]

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