It’s taking everything in me to not break down and cry.
I’m just so tired of this battle.
Drugs don’t work. I’m gaining weight. I feel like my life is a mess again. I have no motivation to do anything about it. I’m so scared about classes tomorrow. I want to go – I really do. Right now I don’t feel like I can go. I feel just so incredibly depressed.
And what’s worse is I feel like a failure for not being able to control it.
I feel bad that I’ve missed so much class that I feel like I can’t afford to miss any more. I honestly just don’t know what to do.