The mind of someone with Anorexia is a clouded place. It's not clear who you are sometimes, and all food looks augmented. Toxic, infecting, debilitating. As if the itis is inevitable no matter what you eat.
I once had cocktail peanuts every single night for dinner for 3 weeks straight. This is how I obsess. Sometimes, it's pickels. I ate 5 jars of pickels one week. Cucumbers have nothing in them though, so it's ok.
Some food is "safe" to me. However retarded my perspective on the matter, some foods don't contain any fatkid in them. The fatkid has been drained at the production plant so I'm golden. BUT.. if even ONE microscopic morsol of fatkid-related food slips past my lips. it's over. The guilt creeps in.
Monday, November 12, 2007
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