I am a depressed and hurt individual who really feels like he should just die. I’ve felt this way for above a year now, and have been in counseling for a few months for it. I self harm, I’m overweight, and I have horrible anxiety, and not to mention dissociative identities. And I fucking hate it.
But it’s getting worse.
It’s seeping into my self image badly. I’m slipping into the grasp of something very dangerous. It’s name?
We call it Ana.
I’m slowly becoming an anorexic. Restricting my intake and binging and feeling anxiety every time I eat. Always in the back of my mind, I hear a voice. “You shouldn’t eat that,” it calls to me. I listen to it sometimes. but now I’m ready to completely listen to the voice. To listen to it’s beckoning calls and sickeningly comforting voice.
I want to become an anorexic.
Is that bad?
I really don’t care.