It was me.
Today I have a renewed reason to cry, but there aren't any tears left to shed. I've reached a point where tears wouldn't even cover it any ways.
My body has waged war upon itself, and I'm caught in the middle of it. I'm not eating, and not for lack of trying. My body lost interest in consumption some days ago and can't seem to find the desire again. I haven't had a real meal since Saturday at lunch. I've picked at some meals, and simply not even sat down for others.
I don't understand how I cover the spectrum like I do from end to end in a stretch of a few hours. Maybe it's just the fatigue and malnutrition that is holding me down and beating me to a bloody pulp, but whatever it is, I no longer require it's services and ask that it kindly leave me alone.
I'm on one of those endless guilt trips today...I think I've blamed myself for everything including Kennedy's murder. But I should probably just stick to the things that I know are my fault, heaven only knows that list is long enough on it's own.
My body has waged war upon itself, and I'm caught in the middle of it. I'm not eating, and not for lack of trying. My body lost interest in consumption some days ago and can't seem to find the desire again. I haven't had a real meal since Saturday at lunch. I've picked at some meals, and simply not even sat down for others.
I don't understand how I cover the spectrum like I do from end to end in a stretch of a few hours. Maybe it's just the fatigue and malnutrition that is holding me down and beating me to a bloody pulp, but whatever it is, I no longer require it's services and ask that it kindly leave me alone.
I'm on one of those endless guilt trips today...I think I've blamed myself for everything including Kennedy's murder. But I should probably just stick to the things that I know are my fault, heaven only knows that list is long enough on it's own.