I am me.

I am not perfect.
I try to do the best that I can, set goals that I can reach, and do anything to achieve them.

But I've gotten a little lost along the way, and now here I am, struggling with Anorexia, Depression, and Self Harm.

My blog isn't supposed to be a happy place. Or an advice giving place. It's just a place that I can write out all my thoughts, everything I feel, without being judged!
Maybe you'll find solace in my struggles, someone to understand. Maybe you'll find interest in watching my journey through my life, or maybe you'll even take one look at this, and turn away. Every reaction is a lesson, and I am here to learn.

This blog is access into my most private thoughts.
With that being said, enjoy!

Wednesday, May 15, 2013

Feeling low..

But what else is new?

So I went in to talk to F this morning. Only to find out that he isn't here. He's sick, and he went to the doctor. Which is fine and all. I totally understand.
In my mind.

Emotionally, it's a mess. I can't really even accurately describe it. I feel rejected, embarrassed, angry. I feel guilty too. I was supposed to talk to him about my attendance, which got fixed anyways. But while I was sitting there, S, my old counselor asked me if I wanted to talk. Because she thought I was there waiting for her. I just told her that I was waiting to talk to F, and explained about the attendance, but not the other stuff. Nothing out of the ordinary happened, but I still feel really guilty. I can't explain it, and I don't understand why.
I had my day planned out, and I hate when things change. When things don't go my way.
I'm so stressed out and stretched so thin that I just want to run into a corner and lay there forever. I just want to cry. It's such an irrational reaction. But I can't handle this much stress, I can't do it. I was in such a good mood this morning. Everything was fine. Then just like that, my mood dropped. I just want to go home, lay in my bed, and not think.

I have so much work to do. I have barely done anything for the past few weeks. If I could just get it done and out of the way, everything would be easier. But it's like I sit down and I start to work, but then I can't do anything and I just sit there and stare at the page for what feels like forever. I don't have the work ethic or motivation. I don't have the energy. I just can't focus. My head is screaming out at me that I need to do all these things, because it isn't that hard. But everything else, is just empty. I don't feel anything. I can't think straight. I can't do anything.

I wish everything could end.

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