CREEP.
I keep changing my number supposedly wanting to run away from the people around me. Only I keep failing to realise that the person I'm trying to run away from is myself. So torn between two worlds. He holds me tight afraid that he will lose me to my insanity. How sad is that?
There are two people in there constantly raging. Sometimes one is silent and the other will be rampant and instruct me to do things like binge on food, using eid being a once a year event as justification. Which is ridiculous to say the least! And then there's the guilt and burying myself beneath the sheets refusing to call the best boss in the world.
There are days when I feel too fat to leave home, to go for yoga which I've been paying for. It doesn't come cheap but these voices are stern and they tell me to hide and that I'm too big to go out to face the world even if yoga brings about a sense of peace and well-being.
Long story short, I'm too messed up. Only I can't AFFORD to be messed up.
And by request, as much as I would like to disable commentary, I shall leave it enabled.
There are two people in there constantly raging. Sometimes one is silent and the other will be rampant and instruct me to do things like binge on food, using eid being a once a year event as justification. Which is ridiculous to say the least! And then there's the guilt and burying myself beneath the sheets refusing to call the best boss in the world.
There are days when I feel too fat to leave home, to go for yoga which I've been paying for. It doesn't come cheap but these voices are stern and they tell me to hide and that I'm too big to go out to face the world even if yoga brings about a sense of peace and well-being.
Long story short, I'm too messed up. Only I can't AFFORD to be messed up.
And by request, as much as I would like to disable commentary, I shall leave it enabled.