I’m lying here on my bed, in bra and pants, and I feel empty.
I am supposed to be getting ready to go to the Balloon Fiesta with Hannah, but I am so hideously fat everything looks awful.
I just cut and it won’t stop bleeding. I’m just holding a tissue to it but it stings like a bitch. There are so many people that are going to be angry with me over this. You promised you wouldn’t, you promised you would call me, you promised you would talk to someone.
Last night and this morning I feel as though life is a movie and I am sat in the audience watching. Things are happening around me but I don’t feel here. I know I need to pull myself together.
I’m sorry. Sorry I didn’t do as I promised. But on this occasion I needed to be punished.