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andimjavert
Pompeii doesn't sound the same without you
I'm not as bad as last year.
My issues aren't as bad.
But--
I wish I killed myself last year.
There. I fucking said it.
I just found this again. This was months ago.
Okay, anyone who reads this:
I need help.
If you're reading this you know that I'm trying to recover from bulimia, I have other issues as well.
I asked someone close to me their opinions on these things and here are the responses:
ON SELF HARM
THEM: selfish
E (me, Emma) why
and then the person basically said self harmers were attention hogs, to toughen up and take Cymbalta
ON ED'S
Anorexia and bulimia, go to the hospital. Obesity, get a treadmill. The dollar menu is not your friend.
ON SUICIDE
don't keep it to you yourself, suicide is a permanent solution to a temporary problem.
(so I was like, okay, they can't be that bad then, if they at least understand that.)
and then
they said
"SUICIDE IS THE EPITOME OF SELFISHNESS"
AND I USED TO REALLY LIKE THIS PERSON, AND NOW I CAN'T EVEN LOOK AT THAT PERSON.
SHOULD I TRY AND EDUCATE THAT PERSON,
OR LEAVE THEM ALONE?
EVERYONE SAYS THAT PERSON'S AN ASSHOLE,
BUT I CAN'T BRING MYSELF TO HATE THEM.
HELP! IF YOU HAVE ANY IDEAS, PLEASE MESSAGE ME!
-Emma
What the hell's wrong with me?
nearly got hit by a car today
it was my fault not theirs
and I really didn't care if I got hit, I realized later.
I also figured out a less cautious driver could have hit and killed me.
I'm going to watch zombie movies and Walking Dead.And eat spicy food to punish myself.
Spicy cheetos burn my throat since I've been throwing up at least once a week.
I'll be on. Just watching.
-Emma
I relapsed. I don't care. Rug burn on my leg, bloody skin caused by nail marks, cut on my finger,
I don't have anything real to hurt with.
I can't go to a dance.
A Dance, you think, no big deal
BIG DEAL VERY BIG DEAL
I ASKED THE GUY OUT, PLUCKED UP THE FUCKING COURAGE AND HE SAID
YES
I HAD THE DRESS AND EVERYTHING WAS SET AND
POOF
YOU CAN'T GO TO THE DANCE.
YOU HAVE HORRIBLE GRADES IN SUBJECTS THAT DON'T MATTER.
I DON'T EVEN KNOW HOW TO EVERYBODY.
I HATEHATEHATEHATEHATEHATEHATEHATEHATEHATEHATEHATEHATEHATEHATEHATEHATEHATEHATEHATEHATEHATEHATEHATEHATEHATEHATEHATEHATEHATEHATEHATEHATEHATEHATEHATEHATEHATEHATEHATEHATEHATEHATEHATEHATEHATEHATEHATEHATEHATEHATEHATEHATEHATEHATEHATEHATEHATEHATEHATEHATEHATE
MYSELF.
I think I hate everyone