FROM THE BULIMC
So my saliva gland had a stone in it, similar to a kidney stone but in my saliva gland next to my jaw. I was told to eat sour candy to stimulate the gland, but I’m scared of the calories and if I will binge on it or not…
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FROM THE BULIMIC
My job makes me miserable. I hate saying that because it’s my friends moms business and I am very grateful.
I wish I knew why I cannot just sit and smile and do what I am told. I think I take things too personally (ed sign?).
But I really want to leave, it’s a startup and as great as my friend’s mom is, in terms of management sometimes I struggle because things are so unstructured and based on where I am in life, I need structure.
Another worker is a huge gossip. I let my frustration get the best of me, and complained. He told my boss. I covered it up but still I lost all respect for him.
So pretty much I need to leave, but do not know how. I miss my old job, with my old friends, and my old boss. They all loved me and they appreciated my harem pants. Something that looks too “unprofessional” but maybe that’s just me taking things too personally.
I just do not know if it is me not taking it seriously enough or if I am justified…
From the Friendless Anorexic
Sorry ya’ll…it’s been awhile. I’ve been doing well, but I just identified one of my triggers and I wanted to write it down so I don’t forget: LONELINESS.
I was feeling fine all day, but then I started to feel lonely. As a result, I feel really fat.
I’m really starting to realize how alone I am.
In high school, I was so self absorbed and fucked in the head that I ran around trying to hang out with the groups that threw the best parties. I thought I had made life long friends, but in reality, I had just ran into shallow, empty promises and away from real friends. I pushed away all the people that I should’ve kept around because I was too worried about what I was going to be doing the next weekend. The two closest things to friends that I have from high school are fair weather friends, and constantly hang out without me. I have one, who, lucky for me, saw through my “let’s party” phase, and hung around, but because I wasn’t around much, she obviously went out and made life long friends of her own. She would rather hang out with them instead of me. I can’t blame her though.
College: I made the mistake of getting a boyfriend my first semester freshman year. My “squad” consisted of my boyfriend, his friends, and a few other girls, who ended up leaving me when I joined a sorority. Now I do have my sorority sisters, but not being at school, it seems pointless. I made no “bridesmaid” friends. None.
I don’t know what a best friend is. I have a lot of acquaintances.
I am lucky to have two girls in my life that have been there since diaper days, M and T. But sometimes I worry that they only hang out with me out of principle…
I have support, but I have no friends.
From the Bulimic
All I want to do is restrict today…
From the Bulimic
I am having a very bipolar day and I do not like it.
Not one bit.
(I know you’re not supposed to give advice but still)