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I am 19 years old and I am an insecure mess. I love learning, my family, animals, reading, writing, sports, traveling, and editing. I suffer from depression, social anxiety, insomnia, anorexia, and self harm. I struggle to make it through everyday, but I know that I am not alone and I have hope that one day I can make it out of this mess that I'm in. If you would like to know more about me or want to talk feel free to message me.
I don’t want to see anyone. I lie in the bedroom with the curtains drawn and nothingness washing over me like a sluggish wave. Whatever is happening to me is my own fault. I have done something wrong, something so huge I can’t even see it, something that’s drowning me. I am inadequate and stupid, without worth. I might as well be dead.
Margaret Atwood (via federleicht)(Source: basterdette, via 564387)
So today was a complete and utter failure. I binged so badly and then purged for the first time in a long time. I promised myself I would never purge again after my mom’s best friend died from purging. I saw first hand how much pain it caused my mom and I swore I would never put her through that again. However, today I broke my promise. I failed once again. What have I become?
