I think I realized why I have an eating disorder.
Itās kinda simple, attention. Iām a fucking attention seeker. But in many other ways, itās complex. I want that feeling that you get when people care about you in the way that they worry about you. I want people to feel bad for me and know Iām sick because Iāve always been sick and I just want the sickness to be bad enough that people actually notice. I want to be a sad story. I want people to look at me and feel like Iām slipping out of their fingers every minute. I donāt want them to interfere, no, I just want them to see me as I am. I am someone who will never be okay.










