blank, an apocalypse of one,I am not I.instead, I am it -a consumer,a destroyer,a zombiewhose lone agenda is to spread contagionso the emptiness inside becomes the emptiness everywhere andlife is a smear of gray.
I came into the rooms motivated solely by fear and desperation. I was 360 pounds (I think – scale stopped working), and I was living to eat. My day started with the obsession and ended with obsession. But I didn’t even really know I had the obsession. All I knew was that I was going […]
I need help. I need to acknowledge I am in the process of relapse. I have been hiding. Avoiding. Escaping. Living in a world that doesn’t exist. I move from work to reading a novel or playing a video game, never allowing time for thoughts to form. Never allowing space for my emotions to make […]