ironicgirl's Journal

I think I've lost my hunger, and yet can I even comprehend all thats out of my hands? The only control I have is not eating. Anyhow I need to lose the weight because I've become this fat bloated person. Years pass, as seconds on the clock, and I wonder what little fun I have from an existance that takes away from me, like picking at my being. I took the trazodone and I wonder if it will even work.