i haven’t done it in over two weeks :)
i did it again. i’ve done it before but i did it. if i didn’t have an exchange student it would be an everyday thing.
my mom just screamed at me that i’m not fine. i ate those to make me hate myself more.
within every mistake i make, happiness disappears. something goes away each time and i think it’s going to be there for me and that i’ll get it back but i’m not going to. i’m not meant to be completely happy. i’m going to live the rest of my life with this missing piece inside of me filled with emptiness, because i didn’t know how to be happy and i didn’t know how to be okay with anything.
i’m going to try to be nothing, because i’m already almost there.