I think I may have an eating disorder... Whenever I'm hungry, when I feel hungry physically, I never have an appetite and avoid eating because thinking about eating makes nauseous and want to puke, and eating just makes it worse. It doesn't happen all the time, but more times often then not. It really worries me. I think my sister might have one too, but one that revoles around thinking she's fat and trying to eat healthy (she's just a little chubbby. She was bullied about it in school, and lets just say that I didn't exactly help making things better. I actually just made things worse, because I'm a horrible big sister. Or at least I was. I'm trying to get better now). I'm worried about the two of us. Well, at least I'll have another thing in common with Charlie Spring... That's really sad and depressing... Well, I wouldn't be surprised if I do have an eating disorder. It would make a lot of sense. And, when it comes to my mental health, after everything I've been through, I wouldn't be surprised to find out that I have a lot more mental ilnesses...
Fear - a poem
So, this is a poem I wrote on 9.8.23 (a day after CORPE's birthday! Happy birthday CORPSE🥳🥳!!!). Fear Fear, It keeps drumming in your ear, Just don't shed a single tear, So they don't see, So they don't hear, It takes control over your life, Don't do this, No don't do that, It's much harder than I thought, Oh, for how long have I fought, Over on a losing team, There's no fog, No there's just steam, Oh the fear, It won't die down, It just sits there with it's crown, On it's thron on top a hill, It's just waiting for it's kill, Though for how long will I fear, Oh the timeline isn't clear.
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