I worry too much.
About the people I'm following, and how inactive they've become. I consider this selfish thinking because what if they've found a way out? What if they found a way to recover? I should be happy for them...but yet, here I am, wondering, thinking, just missing them.
I need to stop this selfishness and focus on important things.
Like how I need to go to the doctor to discuss my period with her. I'm so scared, so scared of many things. I've had my period for 5 years now, and apparently it takes about 3 years max to have a steady, regular cycle. But mine has never been regular. In fact it's so irregular that it worries me. And I don't think it's my eating habits that's causing it. Maybe a little, but I think it's something else. Like imbalanced hormones? I'm just so afraid. I hate going to the doctors because they weigh you, and...uhg. I've always been scared of the doctors. Always hated going there. Does anyone know another reason to my irregular periods? Sometimes the cycle is steady ish...sometimes it isn't. Like this week...I just had it 10 days ago. That can't be normal for this type of thing.
What if they put me on birth control pills? Will I gain weight? I can't gain weight. I've heard stories about terrible weight gains from those things. I hate taking medicine and pills, forms of drugs. Any drugs...I'll hate them all.
Anyway, I do know I haven't been posting much. And I apologize for this due to school (my usual truth excuse). I'm getting a proper grip on it now, but I have 4 tests next week which is going to really bother me. When I'm upset I tend to binge until I feel utterly full. To the point of wanting to throw up. I can't do that as much as I'd like to because I have bad teeth and I cannot let them rot further. Not that they are...it's just that I have a lot of fillings and I have a terrible sweet tooth. I have stopped eating sweets now.
I'm afraid that if I start purging again...the dentist will be able to see. I'm getting braces so I'll have to go there monthly. Besides...some things are too addictive. I won't allow myself to head deeper into the path anymore than I already am.
But today I woke up early to do my everyday bathroom activities and I think I lost some weight. I think my waist is an inch smaller now. I still don't have a scale (remember my post about being broke?).
So now I'm relying on mirrors. It's a love hate cycle. At school when I look in the mirrors during dance, I see my fat face. I can feel it hanging there, pulling me down. I really see the fat at school.
At home, I still see it...but not as extreme. Maybe it's because I know I'm safe at home. All my secrets are safe at home. Maybe it's because I know I can do whatever I want. Or that I'm free to NOT to what I don't want to do.
The high of fasting is truly a terrifying, but beautiful thing. The feel of emptiness. If only I can get a good grasp on it - I can truly be happy.
Maybe.
Anyways, I hope you all had a wonderful week, and have a wonderful weekend at that!




























