anyway, here is one of my favourite quotations from the book so far;
"Most of us are not so wise. Fearing the pain involved, almost all of us, to a greater or lesser degree, attempt to avoid our problems. We procrastinate, hoping they will go away. We ignore them, forget them, pretend they do not exist. We even take drugs to assist us in ignoring them, so that by deadening the pain we can ignore the problems that cause the pain. We attempt to skirt around problems rather than face them head on. We attempt to get out of them rather than suffer through them."
I really like that. it's so true. nowadays, when people are depressed, they are put straight on Prozac or a similar antidepressant, and sent on their way. nobody seems to treat the actual problem. they treat the symptom - the depression - but not the root cause of that depression. and that's why so many people end up falling straight back into depression/eating disorders after treatment. because they treat some symptoms but not all. like with anorexia; they make you gain shit loads of weight, but don't talk about why you do this to yourself. there's no point treating half the problem.
Anyway, today wasn't too great. I was off sick from school. I genuinely thought I was ill, I honestly felt ill, but as soon as my parents left and I was on my own I felt miraculously fine... I think it was like anxiety or something. Idk. But anyway, I ate loads and purged loads.
First of all purged a piece of bread with jam and peanut butter
Then purged a piece of bread with sugar and butter (LAWL)
Then purged lemonade, because i felt bad
Then purged a creme egg
Then purged the same creme egg again
Then purged ice cream
Then ate more ice cream and purged it
Then purged some mini eggs
FUUUUCKSICLE. it was the most disgusting experience ever. *TMI ALERT* i hate purging in toilets or showers now cos i've been caught before, so i sat on my bed and purged in a plastic bag. but the bag stank so i ran to the bathroom and had to pour it in the toilet. ewwwwwwwww. i'm now basically lying in my own vomit. i feel ill.
why am i still alive?
My dear Emma,
ReplyDeleteI ran across your blog as somehow it was connected to Pinterest, and I thought it was very interesting! Would you believe it? Your goals for weight loss are so similar to mine! We are the same height, and I am currently 158 lbs. I am even in Ballet and have some very serious "thin envy" of some of the other ballerinas--perhaps that is why your blog struck me so close to the heart. We could be doppelgangers-- except that I am 20.
I admire your goals for weight loss and the things you were saying about wanting to be so thin for dancing, because that is something I think all us dancers are working towards. But my darling, darling girl--it broke my heart that you would say you hate yourself!! Please please don't hate yourself, I know I don't know you hardly at all except what I've read, but I want to tell you that I love you! I know a little bit of what you are going through and I wish not you or anyone had to feel so badly about themselves. When I was in High School I struggled with those same feelings, and I am so sorry if anyone has made you feel like you are nothing unless you are thin. Clearly you are a clever, lovely girl who is a talented dancer, and you are not nothing!! And furthermore, your appearance is nothing trite, you are GORGEOUS!
I hope this doesn't seem creepy or too abrupt, but I just wanted to make sure to tell you that you are so much more than just a body. You have a beautiful spirit--and it needs to be taken care of too!
If you need a friend, or want to talk about anything, please contact me!
Love, Jessica
jessicawfrazier@gmail.com