trigger

Here's a little snippet in to my mind!


I don't like CBT. I hate CBT. Not because i don't want to talk about my feelings - i flipping love talking about anything and everything. I don't care about crying. I don't care about all this shit but i just hate the therapy. My therapist is really nice and i have no doubt that she is bloody brilliant at her job but i suck at it.
I know its early days and blahblahblah but i don't think i can do it.
I feel like everything has already started getting more erratic since i started the damn thing and that's before we have even started to talk about vomalom and laxing. How am i going to cope with that?


I want to run away and hide - hide this disgusting body because i don't feel equipped to be able to deal with life when i am this disgusting size.




pardon that little outburst.