Journal Entry for January 27, 2008
I recently sent this message to someone on here, but as I was writing, I realized that these words were edifying ME. It felt therapeutic! I feel a …
I am a makeup artist...Well I could be, I could be really great, but I'm stuck- being so many other things I don't want to be anymore.
I am a makeup artist...Well I could be, I could be really great, but I'm stuck- being so many other things I don't want to be anymore.
I recently sent this message to someone on here, but as I was writing, I realized that these words were edifying ME. It felt therapeutic! I feel a …
I recently posted a Discussion ("so much more to it"). I failed to express something so (if not, the most) important to me when it comes to …
I see people struggling on Oprah, & u know, wherever people are sharing their stories, but I swear, no one talks about the same crap I go …
So, this is my first journal entry, and honestly I feel nervous. I don't know how candid I can be knowing others will see what I've …
Alcohol helped me cover up, then many, many times eventually, create pain.
I don't know what to call my disorder. At first, about 10 years ago, I really had no idea what was going on with me. I tried to reach out and The response I got was so horrible- they asked me how I could be so selfish and so completely self-absorbed. Now, still, I have not talked with anyone that is like me with the same type of disorder. I know there are many ranges of different types of disorders, but I seem different from any of those I've talked to. I just feel so alone in this fight.
Food. The only way I can start to describe what I feel, is to use the word fixated, or addicted. It's always on my mind. Even when I'm eating, I'm thinking about when I'm going to eat again, and what I'm going to get to have.