So as I mentioned earlier, I “binged” again.

And if that wasn’t bad enough, I also relapsed and cut again (I had been fighting that addiction for a while before today).

And nothing gave me any relief. The only reason I stopped eating is because there is nothing left anymore, no food I can stuff into my face, completely out of control. I am just so glad that nobody has noticed yet.

I could literally eat the largest pizza, loads of sandwiches, noodles, rice, chocolate, ice cream, chips, cereal or whatever else and it still wouldn’t be enough, which is making me sick and I feel utterly disgusted and angry and so fucking empty.