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When I feel the urge to cry at work I'll run to thebathroom. When I come back from work I also cry.I cry looking at myself in the mirror. I hate myselfand my entire life. I feel lonely, weak, and less than aman. It burns my eyes every morning. Sometimes Ihave to sleep after my mental breakdown then I getinsomnia later at night. I feel nausea eating almosteverything, I can just do my best handling fruits, vegetable and water. I keep losing weight, thanks for cocoa powder that I'm embracing, still I don't have enough energy to be cheerful. And God I'm still alive.
Screw me.. I'll try more tomorrow...
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