It's been a while since I've been on here and I felt slightly lonely, so I decided to make a new post.
I just got out of the hospital. Fun stuff, right? For anorexia.. whoo. My psychaitrist(yes, I know I can't spell) put me on seroquel and prozac, which actually do wonders.
And so now I'm back.
Let me think of something to ramble about..
School is going alright. I have two people I sort of talk to, but not exactly. One of them only rides my bus, Colten. Colten and I are going shopping next weekend. I'm showing him where and how to get diet pills in exchange for him holding some laxatives/diet pills for me since I know my father will search me for pills when I get home.
So.. can someone say relapse?
But anyway.. The hallucinations have been acting up a little, but my mood swings have lessened. Exchange one for the other?
I turn 15 towards the end of December. Ha, I still feel like an indolent twelve year old sitting on the steps on an old church with bullet holes in the stain glass.. (I used to do that all the time- my favorite place in that neighborhood)
Things are going well family-wise now that I'm in 'recovery.' I wish they could see how depressed it makes me to eat, I really do. It just seems so unfair to me right now, even though I know they love me and want me to continue living.
But sometimes I don't want that.
I seriously thought about over dosing on my meds tonight.. and am still planning on it- while drinking a bottle of wine(the only alcohol we have in the house)
I cut myself pretty badly today.. I started shaking and kind of collapsed into a corner with my hands over my head, then got out the needles and scissors. I don't cut with knives or razor blades.
I have a ton of homework that I don't know how to do.. Hopefully I can copy someones' tomorrow? I usually let people copy mine and they usually get the questions right.. Eh- my first grade card for this year said straight A's.. I'm anxious to see what it says now that I've fallen so fair behind in my own little world.
I haven't written any stories for three years.. Writer's block isn't ever going to leave it seems.
Why am I watching TV with the sound off? I know I can't understand what they're saying. Why am I watching TV at all? I never do, really..
I went hiking yesterday for an hour. Then, once I was home- I ran for two hours.
Today I jogged for an hour.. I was sore from yesterday, so I tried to take it easy. I asked my father if we would start going to a gym. He said that we could… yay?
I feel.. indifferent right now. I wish I was somewhere.. on the beach, maybe.. Just walking along, watching a sunset. Maybe even a sunrise
Sunset or sunrise? Which do I enjoy the most? I have no idea.. Probably sunrises.
So, a sunrise it is.
–Meghan