So fed up of the fact i can only deal with my life on a one day at a time basis. Each day ends and i realise i've spent a stupid amount of it wishing away time so i wouldn't feel hungry or risk bingeing (and purgeing), only to wake up the next day and start all over again. It seems so stupid and like such a waste. Will it never end?!
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