after rehearsals bffie & i got taco bell but once i got home at like 11:30pm … brother i was in bed immediately & didn’t even REALIZE i fell asleep till i woke up at 4am & glanced at my phone LOL
also by “i will not graduate” i mean it wont simply be a 1 week stay. it is gonna start as mh but i am also struggling to eat or keep food down. its gonna turn into an ed stay & those always last MONTHS . i have 8 weeks left of classes
man when tf did life get … so important again? like yeah i wanna die but also if i voluntarily admit myself to make sure it doesn’t happen … i will not graduate . & all my college credits pre-2019 will just … poof
i don’t even wanna go to rehearsals the sadness i’m feeling isn’t even the “i can fake it” kind i’m just gonna play my parts tired as fuck no expression i don’t wanna
no nic … kinda suicidal to the point i’m thinking “what if i bought the stuff” … deleted all my irl social media … quite literally have not spoken to anyone but a 2 y/o today … welp
my sister forgetting to lmk she needed a babysitter this week :) & just dropped my niece off in the middle of my lecture :) & she will Also need a babysitter the next 4 days :) during my other classes :)
i must want to live in SOME capacity bc when i really think abt it … i could just full stop eating/drinking & let dehydration get me but i have never ACTUALLY done it … despite always THINKING it
there’s something about having an ED and being stuck in it that’s oddly comforting. like in the sense that i’m so used to it and the behaviours and obsessions take my mind off of any other stress or dysfunction in my life. that’s why this is so addicting