I'm very tired, I've already written this shit 5x, I'm going crazy, I can't stop thinking about food, not even for a second. I know that all of this is my fault for having sought comfort in food forever, but it's so exhausting, it feels like if I don't eat I'm going to explode, and when I eat it feels like the world is over and I'm disgusting, a big disappointment. Well, fuck this shit.









