mon évasion, ma prison
I'm 16 years old. I have an eating disorder called bulimia, and manic depression. I can't say exactly when it started, but I have these psychiatric problems for over 3 years. I sought help from many, many times, and I failed in attempts to achieve an improvement. So now I just try to "live" with this.
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My diary 15/16.10.11

Ok, yesterday I could not post about my day, so I’ll talk about yesterday and today in the same post. Yesterday I went to sleep at my friend and my father was taking me, he was in a hurry, so I don’t drank four glasses of milk as it should have been. I drank only three. I took my watermelon, and my steak with me, and I ate there. So I lay in bed with my best friend. Sometimes I think my best friend doesn’t really care about my problems. Her father decided that moment that would travel to the beach, and I just going along. To be honest, I would not go, but he probably would not take me home. We arrived around midnight, and I went to bed. It took me over an hour to sleep. My boyfriend called me, and talked a few minutes, then hung up because he was at a party. I took another half hour to fall asleep. Today I woke up 9 am. I was starved. And I still am. Then we went to a market that is opposite the beach house. There was not watermelon. Shit. So I bought 2 oranges, steak, and milk. And soon after I ate, and went back to sleep. 15 pm we left to come away. They stopped to buy a tamale. What the hell! And I starved. And right now I’m cooking eggs, and then I’ll make a steak. The only things I have for today. And milk.

My diary 14.10.11

I did everything right again. I feel really hungry, but that’s okay. I hated that cheese. And the worst is eating pure cheese, and nothing more. I feel good because I know my boyfriend is here on Thursday, and I want to feel beautiful for him. So I can say that he is also one of my motivations, even though he telling me I’m “perfect” for him. I ate watermelon. I love watermelon, and I think that’s obvious. And I don’t like skim milk as before, that annoying. Formerly I loved. Well, but back then I did not feel as strong like now to do dieting.

I can’t stop listening “we found love”, idk this music is wonderful.

I want to kiss my baby right now :(