Bonus points if you know where that's from.
To Stick Thin: Thank you so much for being supportive, and being the only one out in Cyberland who's thought to reach out to me. It means everything. Literally, your comments and whatnot have made the difference to me. You're beautiful, and brilliant, and everything I wish I could be. You can make it through the tough times, girlie, and that's admirable in this age of giving up and giving in.
Sooo... Ramen noodles are my weakness... It's a known fact by Food Satan. I decided to form all of my daily calories around being able to eat them, and currently? I am! They taste like happiness, wrapped up in sodium wrapped up in calories wrapped up in shouldn't-be-eating-this guilt. Oh, my, is dinner going to be interesting! I can't wait to move out, even though it means fending for myself. Actually, I am fairly certain that I could fend for myself, providing that I were 18 and therefore more likely to be, you know, HIRED! I've been trying to get a job for months, but it's just been impossible. Nobody here will hire under 18. It's been so frustrating. But anyway, I can't wait until I can move out, because that means no obligatory family dinner every night. I usually save most of or all of my daily calories for dinnertime because more often than not I am unable to not eat.
What's different today? Nothing really... I just really, really, reeaaalllllyyyy wanted Ramen tonight. I resisted and restricted all day, and it was just time. I don't see it as a loss of control, I see it as compensation for the fact that I've stopped taking my medication for my Bipolar Depressive schitz...
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