I have been suffering from depression for most of my life. I am also anorexic and bulimic. I’ve been dealing with the consequences of my illnesses, including stomach ulcers, amenorrhea, and anemia. My body is shutting down, but I don’t care. In fact, this is kind of what I wanted. Slowly, but surely, I’m going to die. My disorders reassure this motive. Today is also my birthday. Guess my wishes are coming true.
