Time: (finished at) 3:09 AM – I seem to really write in the wee hours of the morning.
Mood: Clearer now
Weather: It’s strangely quiet outside
I’m thin. That’s stating the obvious. I didn’t want to be this way. My parents were both thin when they were younger, too. But today, I chose to be thin. I chose not to eat. I basically abused my body and felt it grow weaker and weaker by my own doing. I didn’t even know I was doing it. I didn’t realize it until I was practically crawling around to get to places.
See, some people eat when they’re stressed or distressed. I don’t. I starve myself. It’s not a conscious thing – well, 90% of the time, it isn’t. (Don’t tell my parents this.)
And what made me this way? Well, here’s a rundown of the past couple days:
