I’m not selfish enough to let go. I want to, but I know how much it would hurt my family. I don’t want to be the cause of the problems. I am always the peacemaker.
I keep dreaming about it though. It is romanticized to the point of beauty. I know I am unhealthy. I’d rather kill myself slowly with diet and exercise. (I’ve lost 4 pounds this week. My ribs are showing again.)
I know I have a problem, but I can barely talk to a teacher, a friend. (I locked myself in the bathroom because I had to knock on Dr. Cesie’s door. I know […]