The Pain Behind The Mask
Monday, 29 October 2012
Hope You Rest Peacefully.
I'm sorry
that you've passed John.
You were such a
caring decent honest man.
Hard to come by
these days.
I'm hurting inside,
I care about you
so much.
Hope you rest peacefully <3
Max Twice.
Once
a fortnight.
This is from now on.
Maximum
twice.
Rather than like
every other day.
Saturday, 27 October 2012
Gross.
Don't ever want to eat
anything again.
I feel
so vile.
And
disgusting.
Friday, 26 October 2012
Addiction.
I hate this
addiction.
It's
driving me insane.
But I
can't stop, not on my own.
Thursday, 25 October 2012
Skinnier.
Workout and die
t in order.
I will
be skinnier by christmas.
Without
a doubt.
Benzos.
Wow it's
no wonder
30mg Diazepam didn't touch me.
Apparently it's equivalent
to 3mg Lorazepam.
Is it really safe to cut down.
That low,
that quick.
I take 10mg Lorazepam
most days.
20mg
sometimes.
Sunday, 21 October 2012
Desperate Hope.
Hopefully
desperate.
Or
desperately
hopeful.
Which
am I?
Friday, 19 October 2012
Conflicting Information.
Conflicting
information.
Bouncing
back and forth.
They
just pick up on the negatives.
And just
ignore the positives.
Then wonder why
you have such low self-esteem.
A bit of praise wouldn't go a miss.
Every now
and then.
Wednesday, 17 October 2012
Apparently I Look Like I OD.
You know things are bad.
When your mental health worker
thinks you've overdosed.
Because you look and sound so terrible.
Even though you're
not under the influence
of anything.
Tuesday, 16 October 2012
Food.
It's crazy
how food can make you feel.
So
fucking disgusting.
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