Thirty-One: I Need A Lullaby

Twenty-Nine

I think I am going to write this entry with the focus of: anorexia is just not about weight. It’s not about going through puberty or being in high-school. I am in fact a healthy weight now and those voices are louder than ever. I look in the mirror now and don’t see myself as the “thin girl with the addiction.” I look at myself and know I am at a healthy weight though I don’t eat and exercise. My body is trying to tell me something but am I going to listen? Of course not.

I’ve been trying to figure out my love addiction lately. Why I need to feel constant attention from men. Its like if they don’t give me compliments or flirt, I feel unworthy and unprotected. Hell I don’t know. LoL. Leave me alone its 5 am. Damn insomnia.