no matter what, i can't stop cutting, and i've lost my drive to WANT to stop. my best friend is an anorexic, and i didn't eat anything yesterday. or the day before. and last week i threw up.
it's like i'm two people. there's the part of me that just wants to cut and starve and hide and lie, and then there's the part that's scared and wants help. but the bad part is too smart and the good part is too weak. i don't know what to do anymore. i'm so moodswingy. i'll go from really depressed or angry to really bubbly and happy, and then there's this middle ground where i'm just so numb i can't even think, and i just sit there and stare at the wall and i'll look up and realize it's been three hours.
what the fuck is wrong with me??
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i'd rather be hated for who i am than loved for
something i'm not. -Kurt Cobain