I have woken up this morning, feeling the worse I have in weeks.
I found it so difficult to get out of bed, I hate my body, I think its fat, I am seriously thinking of shaving all my hair off, I don’t want to be here, today is one big struggle.
I am not even sure why I am writing, I suppose I thought it might help. It hasn’t.
The only saving grace is the fact I am feeling something,much better than when I am indifferent to everything