Living life with mental illness. Living life post eating disorder. Living life.
*There are some references to suicidal ideation and suicidal thoughts. Check your mental state before you continue.* I made my father feel awful the other day. To be fair, I've asked for space. Repeatedly. From more than one parent. I've even said, explicitly, that it's because I get mean when I'm triggered like this. I'm... Continue Reading →
I think about death sometimes. I think about being not dead and what that means. I think about all the time I spent, passively and actively trying to get dead. I think about death less than I used to but perhaps more than many other people. At least I suspect I do. When you dance... Continue Reading →
"i’ve tried to kill myself three times, most recently in november of 2014.
it is a bizarre thing to able to write that about yourself. it’s a strange thing to know about yourself, to know that you are capable of taking such drastic action. there was a point in my life, long past now..."
From Famine to Feast. 