Monday, July 12, 2010

i can't do this anymore.

today was my first day at fucking rehab. sounded easy, sure. but not when you have a mother who packs you a lunch that could feed four. ): and they made me eat it all. i couldn't even leave little pieces of salt or needle tip sized crumbs on the plate, LITERALLY! like are you fucking shitting me? and i couldn't peel the crust off of my sandwhich which my mother secretly packed. bitch bitch bicth! i'm sooo moving out as soon as i can get outta there. and they put me on two new meds; prozac and some anxiety control. the anxiety shit should make me feel numb, and if i oh say, ACCIDENTLY took two...maybe three...i'd be pretty fucked up. thats what i really need. but i'm sure my mother will limit me on them. jiewhrfiownfdliewnflrvew
fuck this, fuck everything.
i'm seriously done.
she wants to eat dinner together, yeah right.
she;s leaving now to get my meds, and i'm going to binge and purge.
fuck you mother, FUCK YOU.


  1. Ugh, that is absolutely HORRIBLE!! I would HATE it if someone forced me to eat every little crumb, as if eating alone wasn't bad enough.
    Even if they mean well, that's a shitty way of showing it.
    Stay strong! ♥

  2. Wow, I'm sorry you have to do through this!! Your mom sounds awful > < At least she cares about you? x.x
    Stay strong, it sounds like you're in for a rough week. You can do it <3

  3. I'm sorry about this. I'm sure your mom only means well. I wish my mom was here to take care of me.
    She is 18 freaking plane hours away.