i'm so done with eating. i tried to slowly ease into it, tried to be seemingly healthy for people's sake but im done with that. i'm done having panic attacks every time i eat a real meal. im done flipping a shit about being invited to dinner with friends. FUCK THAT.
my favorite band (pretty much my life support) sings: "do you know your enemy? do you know your enemy? ya gotta know the enemy." food is the enemy. im done with it.
98 pounds, here i come.