Thursday, September 2nd, 2010Mature

I’m scared.  So very, very scared. 

I need help, but I don’t want to ask.

I don’t want to eat.  I don’t want to think.

I’m ruining everything.


Why?  Why isn’t there some way for me to not eat but not hurt my family?

I can’t hurt them… I can’t.  Not after all they’ve done for me.

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