may not re-write here ...
may disappear ...
but it was inevitable when the most shameful episodes seized me,
when most destructive thoughts again seized me,
when this damn disease took hold of me ..
When it takes hold of me ..
when I seek to control and find that I control ..
I'm at a stage in my life where I am right, I'm happy, I'm in love, I'm full ...
without emargo, when I'm alone ... the only thing with me are those huge desire to be skinny, to be extremely beautiful apra my boyfriend, watch me lose weight ... and all it accomplishes is getting fat ...
The other day I went to the doctor and they told me I have hypothyroidism ... perfect, the disease that make you fat ... something else could happen? ...
7 kilos I want and lose weight ... if I manage that, to achieve my goal ...
"Ana tell me .."
