I think I need to go back to the hospital…
Lyssa Faith- Twenty one years old. Feminist.Vegetarian. BDD, BPD. Bi-polar. Impulsive.Musician. Writer. Comic book, literature and video game enthusiast. Therapist. Cosplayer. Creator. Individual. I am always open to ideas and meeting new people. ^^Show me your worst.
I can’t bring myself to eat.
Social experiment. Reblog if you actually give a shit about women who are victims of rape and domestic abuse.
The only people that shouldn’t reblog this are rapists or abusers
Is it bad that I am actually thinking of my future with Gregory?
Yesterday I went under my 1200 calorie mark, I took the pills and worked out a lot. I didn’t have a reason to purge yet.
Then my dad gave me money to take boyfriend out to dinner. We bought $43.43 worth of food (plus dessert) and drinks. I binged on that shit until I felt like I was going to explode. The urge is fucking terrible. I then proceeded to throw it up in the over an hour long shower I took five minutes later. I took another dose of the pill that tastes like fruit and went to sleep.
God I’m pathetic.
I have started talking to a remarkable person who I have in my contacts as Mr. Coffee. (Yes, like the coffee maker) That’s his last name spelled differently, so it works. He’s been so fucking kind to me, for no apparent reason. There’s a strong friendship growing here. Like, I’m pretty sure his intentions aren’t to shag the redhead in the student union. Yes, he’s gorgeous but it’s okay to have attractive friends. I’m just so glad that I’m slowly stepping away from the negative people in my life. I saw Alicia and Jess for the first time on forever yesterday. The energy bouncing off the two of them gave me proverbial goose bumps.