Chuffinghell on a stick!
I have done nothing today. If anything is proof that things are quite bad, it is the fact that I have only got to my feet to go and poo. Literally. The big brown throw is over my window and I am surrounded by darkness apart from the light from the television.
I made a deal with myself that once I had stopped crying (I was watching Deal or no deal-dangerous!) and then I would clean. My support worker is due to come over tomorrow so there is no way she can come over and see that I actually eat (Dog forbid) or secrete in any sort of way. Jaheebus!
I honestly cannot be bothered to even get up and do anything. I am still in the grips of my eight laxatives.
I feel tired and exhausted. I really do!
Maybe I will blog again sometime soon. I am so tired though and I am having to type on my iPod which is a bit of a pain in the arse!
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Taking you on a journey through my life and documenting the triumphs and trials that come hand in hand with having an eating disorder. Hopefully, one day i will be able to look back on this and see just how far i have come.
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