Wednesday was my appointment with my therapist. But I could not tell him. It was too difficult,did not know how to start. How to put it all in words....
But I had found something online, a really long text of a psycholigist. The stuff she wrote about the psyche of Bilimics,basically every psychological aspect about bulimia was so well expressed!
I could find myself like almost 100% in it. That is why I decided to print it.
I thought that it would be the best way to make him understand. Because that woman put into words what I can not.
I am really nervous about next Wednesday....what will happen? How will his reaction be?
At least there is one good thing about it: last MIA session was this Monday. Past few days have been *pretty good* meaning 600-750 cals a day. Basically eaten within 6-10 PM. I eat dinner and then a kilo package of carrots with some realyl low cal salat sauce and one or two cans of green beans.
I am okay with it =)
But still, I agreed with myself that tonight is MIA night-and I really mean the night part of tonight,so no one of my family will hear or see anything. And the bag will be thrown away before sun rises. There will be no evidence left at all.
Oh and by the way about 35 minutes left until the match Germany: Serbia will start =D Cross your fingers for Germany ! :P
lots of love and thanks for you support I appreaciate any kind of advice =)
♥♥♥Mina
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Some sayings and quotes I like...
♦Sooner or later everyone will cause you pain…You just have to figure out which ones are worth it.
♦Smile. It’s easier than explaining why you’re sad…
♦Behind my smile is a hurting heart, behind my laugh I’m falling apart. Look closely at me and you will see, the girl I am, it isn’t me…
♦My knight in shinig armour turned out to be a looser in aluminium foil
♦What's better? A lie, that drwas a smile (and satisfies) or the truth that draws a tear?
♦(translatet) I am my own hell,my own paradise,a fallen angel, that plunged herself into ruin
♦Technically, one simply gets unhappy by pondering.
♦Life isn't about waiting for the storm to pass, it's about learning to dance in the rain!
♦I'm not afraid of Happy Endings.I'm just afraid my life won't work that way..
♦The only reason people hold on memories so tight is because memories are the only thing that won't change when everything else does.
♦Every time a child says"I don't believe in fairies" there's a little fairy somewhere that falls down dead"-Peter Pan
♦"When you lose the battle
You may as well give up the war"
.... nothing tastes as good as thin feels....sacrifice is giving up something good for something way better.....
♦Smile. It’s easier than explaining why you’re sad…
♦Behind my smile is a hurting heart, behind my laugh I’m falling apart. Look closely at me and you will see, the girl I am, it isn’t me…
♦My knight in shinig armour turned out to be a looser in aluminium foil
♦What's better? A lie, that drwas a smile (and satisfies) or the truth that draws a tear?
♦(translatet) I am my own hell,my own paradise,a fallen angel, that plunged herself into ruin
♦Technically, one simply gets unhappy by pondering.
♦Life isn't about waiting for the storm to pass, it's about learning to dance in the rain!
♦I'm not afraid of Happy Endings.I'm just afraid my life won't work that way..
♦The only reason people hold on memories so tight is because memories are the only thing that won't change when everything else does.
♦Every time a child says"I don't believe in fairies" there's a little fairy somewhere that falls down dead"-Peter Pan
♦"When you lose the battle
You may as well give up the war"
.... nothing tastes as good as thin feels....sacrifice is giving up something good for something way better.....
When I hate...
When I hate
this stretch of skin
this bulge of thigh
this clinging fat
these beady eyes
When I hate
this stomach flab
this sagging chest
this chunky butt
these too small breasts
When I lose
my sense of self
my dignity
my pride in all
that makes up me
When I lose
this ugly face
this state of mind
my worst disgrace
then I'll be fine.
Then I'll be fine.
You'll see, I'm fine.
~Ant (Morgan S.)~
this stretch of skin
this bulge of thigh
this clinging fat
these beady eyes
When I hate
this stomach flab
this sagging chest
this chunky butt
these too small breasts
When I lose
my sense of self
my dignity
my pride in all
that makes up me
When I lose
this ugly face
this state of mind
my worst disgrace
then I'll be fine.
Then I'll be fine.
You'll see, I'm fine.
~Ant (Morgan S.)~
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