Tags bulimia
Relapse (Edited Version)A Poem by StephanieThis is the first timein a really long timethat I feel how I used to feelall the timepulling, picking, scratching at my skinwanting to crawl out of th.. |
{Blue Blood}A Poem by CrimsonDecorumOh, hey, look. I'm not dead. I wrote this earlier and I'll post something else sometime tomorrow maybe. |
August 7 ExtraA Chapter by CalypsoI wanted to shoot myself here and now. Just get it over with. Someone as stupid as me shouldn’t even be given a five second start if t.. |
August 8A Chapter by CalypsoAugust 8 My heart was beating faster then I could contain as I approached Belle’s door. I could see a faint light in the corner o.. |
August 22A Chapter by CalypsoAugust 22 I felt pensive as I watched the clock in the music therapy room. Two o’ clock had come and I never heard anything fr.. |
August 3A Chapter by CalypsoAugust 3 I looked over my food diary from yesterday and I realized I only had chicken soup and some crackers. I hope Dr. Small will unde.. |
From the Food's PerspectiveA Story by NyxI was on my way to her lips when she leveled me to the plate. She didn't eat with a knife and a fork this time, only with her hands which were bubbled.. |
ana thoughts.A Story by Sashalate at night. anorexia. |
Collarbones and RibsA Story by Tatiana LexiaPOSSIBLE TRIGGER WARNING. |
I Hope This Isn't YouA Poem by Tatiana LexiaThe melancholic burn,The resistance deep inside;It's something that I yearn;I feel like I've died.I'll wish my pain away,And crumple into a ball.Falli.. |
SurvivorA Poem by on_the_outside_looking_inJust read the poem ;) |
When Self Worth DefectsA Story by Sunkissed CircusA short piece depicting what the human mind sees as a solution to everyday issues once self worth is a hidden treasure of the past. Getting things off.. |
My New FriendA Poem by Evangeline Allyson MonroeThis is the third in a series of poems that I have made. Check out the first two (my most recent ones). |
A bulimic fantacyA Poem by Nathalie BlanckSkinny arms, skinny legs, trying to be well, trying to be them. Long way to go, trying to, wanting to. Giving all i got, trying really hard not to cry.. |