They Were Picking Up Pieces of Me....

Aug 31, 2009 01:58

I just heard this line in a song by Placebo off their new cd. This was a subject I was about to sort of post on. I mean I was playing with my nails and it angers me how much damage I have done to myself as a result of my eating disorder. The nails are so weak because of this condition, my skin needs healing, and my hair has seen better days. I mean I know I went mia because of this condition from a lot of people and everything.
All I'm Left With is the Hours
I hoped I could connect with people through my eating disorder. By being more attractive, in better shape, etc. I could attract people towards me but it takes so much time to walk like I do and to get certain foods I need. It leaves you alone and sad. My mind is NEVER not thinking about food.
My birthday also happened on Wednesday. I mean I should have had a great time not sick and worried over my caloric intake. I had to ask for cupcakes just to feel like I would not be overdoing it you know? Cakes scare me.
Good God Placebo has some awesome music to describe the relationship between me and Edwina(Eating disorder).

Fire is also draining me I should go to sleep shouldn't I?
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