I am anorexic. I cry and feel like a failure whenever I eat, or even think about eating.
I ate today, hoping to cure myself of this cycle.
I'm afraid to tell anyone or ask for help because I feel like they'll think I'm doing it for attention, because I'm still fat.
I got myself into this on purpose.
And tonight, I want to get myself out.
I'm between a knife or confessing.
I'm more afraid of confessing.