Listening to: Red Hot Chili Peppers.
My body is now involuntarily rejecting food. I've tried eating four times today and every time, I've felt like I needed to throw up after.
I can't say this doesn't make things easier for me, but it's certainly scary. Why now, after everything, am I deteriorating against my will?
This makes no sense.
This makes me smile.
This makes me fear.
As for my bitterness, I try not to be, but it seems every time I get somewhere, something drags me down again and it's hard not to be a little sour. I'm trying to be as upbeat as possible at the moment and it seems to be working, despite a severe lack of sleep this week...
Soooo... um.... where's my cake? :(
Oh they get me through some tough times, Fevers and Mirrors is my favourite album. I was so lucky to see them a few years back in London, cost me a fortune though but it was like a dream.
As for the food rejection, I get that sometimes. It's as though my brain remembers old habits and starts them up again for me. It has it's pros and cons
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