I want to kill myself but I don’t have the guts. Or maybe the fact that I’m going away to college in the Summer is forcing me to keep on living. My parents are killing me. I’m anorexic and every single therapist I’ve had has come down to believe that my parents pushed me into this. Not intentionally.
I’m not allowed to cry or get angry, or shout or express frustration. Which means I keep it all pent up inside and I never let it out. The only way I can express my emotions is by starving or cutting. But I can’t live like this forever – I don’t want to. It’s hell.
Please help me, persuade me to take the plunge and go for it, anything could be better than the life I’m living now, really, anything.