I got home early this morning to find all of the wedding photos gone. Mind games I guess, but actions speak louder than words.

My days are getting so dark. My life seems like an endless cycle of abuse no matter how hard I've been GAL, it doesn't make me feel any better about myself. I can run 3 miles and still feel numb. Foods are barely discernable from each other. My mind is like cotton.

I think I am giving up on this. I will keep journaling here. It's the only place I can talk about these things.


Save yourself. Nobody is coming!
BD:11/2017
Filed:12/2017
Final: 2/2018