And not just sit around and contemplate and leave myself to overthink things.
It then gets me into this little state that I am currently in.
I need AAB for University. When and how on earth did I think I would ever get that? What twat inside my head told me that City University was a good idea?
I need to literally work my butt off.
But anorexia is creeping up.
My mother is being so triggering at the moment, and my weight gain is hideous.
And I am not ready to start coming off this Prozac yet.
I can tell already that this blog is not going to be coherant whatsoever.