Friday, 30 October 2015
I can see a single star through my blinds and i fully believe it's my nanas star. I'm at my worst and here she is keeping me strong. She is with me. I truest believe that. Gives me hope to imagin. Right now all I dream of is cutting. How did this happy girl end up in this position? I'm drowning from within. I should go talk to s nurse but what do I say hey I wanna cut. Yes that's what I could say but I won't. Nothing will make me feel better cos I'm so fat. Yes I'm on a eating disorder ward for anorexia so I can't be that big but anorexia is a mental illness not necessarily a body one. I've said too much already. I'm too fat for this.