My daughter left with my sister this morning..
I haven't been apart from her for a long stretch of time.
I miss her.
I'm not hungry.
I just can't.
Seems like one day without behaviors is all I can manage.
I'm so sad my chest aches.
I can't even cry the way I want because my daughter is here and she keeps asking me questions. I don't even hear anything over my inner rage at myself for not making 48hrs free of bulimia.
I don't want to try anymore today. I'm going to chug the half of nyquil bottle that I have and not wake up anymore today. I don't care that my left kidney hurts so much today I can hardly walk or move without wincing.
I will never be okay with food will I?
I am so sick of the mere sight of myself feel like cutting my face to match my rotten insides.
The week begins for me later than usual, the scheduled hours keep moving around so now I'll go in this week at 10 instead of 9. The ex...