My parents do not understand me.
I am hiding so much from them.
I am restricting my food so much
I’m falling back into my old ways…
I calculate my food everyday
Needing it to be under 600 cals or I’m a failure.
I medicate myself to stop the hunger
And I drink to stop the pain.
I’m breaking all over again
I am beginning to feel numb.
They do not understand….
And they never will.
And this scares me
“ꜰᴇᴇɪɴɢ ɢᴜɪʟᴛʏ ꜰᴏʀ ᴇᴀᴛɪɴɢ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴜɴɢʀʏ ɪꜱ ʟɪᴋᴇ ꜰᴇᴇʟɪɴɢ ɢᴜɪʟᴛʏ ꜰᴏʀ ʙʀᴇᴀᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʟᴜɴɢꜱ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ᴏxʏɢᴇɴ”
If only I can believe that.