February 2012
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eating disorders: myths and truths
It’s eating disorders awareness week here in the UK and I thought it would be a good idea to try and dispel all too common misunderstandings about eating disorders and those affected by them. Myth - Everyone with an eating disorder is skinny Truth: - People with eating disorders come in all sizes. In order to be diagnosed as an anorexic by conventional standards, an individual must be...
Feb 21st
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to have it all, yet have nothing to live for
I have a roof over my head. I have food on my table, anytime I am hungry. I have clothes on my back, and boots on my feet. I have people that would love me, if I let them. I have people who watch over me, to keep me safe. I “have” all these things, that people say will complete a life, make it whole, and make it worth living.  I have no real reason to be sad, or discouraged.   Yet, I am...
Feb 6th
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Reflecting
I am amazed at how I can always convince myself that everyone hates me. Especially the ones who love me the most. I end up looking for some sort of fault— some sort of dark, ulterior reasoning behind their affections. Whether it’s my family or my friends, I refuse to believe that someone might actually love me, simply and unconditionally. So here I go again, wondering why I’m such a terrible,...
Feb 4th
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January 2012
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i like being alone, but hate feeling alone.
I just don’t fucking know.   The thing is, I don’t know why I get like this, and that scares me more than anything. It’s like I’m fine and then it sets in, the creeping feeling of isolation, the realisation I am totally alone. I begin to not be able to stand the thought or sight of myself. It’s like I feel way to much and nothing at all in the same moment. I feel aware, and reckless, and...
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