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I don’t love you, Friday


So, I’m a little bit sunburnt. My face hurts.

Today has been long. I get so freaked out on Fridays, review days. I binged and purged for hours. HOURS.

And naturally, the center called while I was purging to let me know I have been approved for one more week.

Friday is the hardest day of the week for me. I have dozens of friends on Facebook posting about how excited they are for Friday and I’m sitting here just waiting for it to end. I think I’m going to start skipping Fridays.

Sometimes I feel like I’m suffocating from how much I hate myself. I literally can’t breathe. The only ways I know to get out of it is to either self-harm or binge and purge.

Tomorrow I’m going to be out all day with A. I need to pack a lunch and remember my sunscreen, and part my hair differently because my scalp is already falling off.

I feel like I’m just rambling, so I’m going to go and try not to binge and purge any more tonight.