If I am in sickness, my sickness may serve Him; in perplexity, my perplexity may serve Him; if I am in sorrow, my sorrow may serve Him. He does nothing in vain. He knows what He is about. He may take away my friends, He may throw me among strangers. He may make me feel desolate, make my spirits sink, hide my future from me - still He knows what He is about. - Cardinal Newman
Saturday, 20 February 2010
I'm definitely bulimic - I've been eating and throwing up so much over the past few months that there's no way I could continue to pretend that I'm not bulimic. It's not exactly easy to admit this, though. I hope that I'm going to go into another anorexic phase soon as I find it much easier to cope with not eating than with binging and purging. I hate myself for eating and I hate myself for throwing up, I have lost whatever control I thought I had, and nothing seems to work to stop me. I loathe my body, I despise myself for completely and utterly lacking any self-discipline, and I hate the fact that I can't just let it all go and love myself the way I am. I feel like I want to die but I can't even muster the strength to starve myself to death. Not that it's really an option anyway. :(
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