Yesterday's appointment was good. Packed with information. I haven't written it down in my journal yet but I'm afraid I'll forget some details by tomorrow so I'll throw the main ideas here.

My dream about Flo and I being left in my room during a zombie apocalyspe and escaping and shit and basically all of my dreams involving zombies = death and the ( Read more... )

What a terrible end to a fantastic weekend.

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I have no idea how I managed to go through eleven months of this hell.

Everyday there is at least one moment of discomfort, hot shivers and nausea stronger than the usual, and I struggle to fight back until, without noticing, it's gone. I'm so sick and tired of being this way, and I don't want this, and I hate that my own mother thinks I want to be ( Read more... )

I just spent the last hour in agony. I had the worst stomach ache I've ever experienced (and I have a painful shark week so it means a lot). I just want to be done with all this, it's getting way too hard to deal with. I can't even remember how it feels like to have a normal day in a normal life. I just want to stop worrying about food and people ( Read more... )

Sooo. I had an hour sleep last night. Let's just say if exhaustion had a human form, it would be me.
I had an exam at 8.30 so I obviously went. I finally got to catch up with my friend Robin so I was glad. He worries about my eating habits and I love him for that. He's always been like a brother to me. We have the best of fun too.
Point is, I don't ( Read more... )