Done.

Okay so that was fun… but it wasn’t. It’s a cycle. It’s never ending. It’s destructive.

1. Not keeping track of what I was eating. Ice cream. Pasta. Bread. Cheese. Cookies. All day. All the time. I love my body so much! I don’t care! This is what all teenagers eat.

2. I hate myself. I cannot believe I let myself go like that. I feel fat. My face is fat. My stomach is fat. My knees are fat. I am fat. I need to punish myself. Cut. Cut. Cut.

3. This is it. I’m done eating. I need to be skinny. I need to be thin. I won’t eat. I don’t eat. I need to be perfect. I need to be good enough. I need this. I need it.

I’m back at step 3. I hate myself.