Hey guys. I will start off just by warning you that this is not a happy post. It’s not about food, friends, fun, or baking or anything like that. Right now I’m not even sure quite what all I’m going to say, but I know it’s not going to be anything like my usual posts, so please don’t read it unless you just really want to. I just need some where to let my feelings out and I have literally no one else to talk to. Sad, I know. And that’s just one aspect of my worthless life.
I feel like I’m relapsing. I’m restricting, I’m body-checking all the time, I’m putting myself down, and I’m stressed out beyond explanation. I have been traveling non-stop and I’m leaving for my grandma’s farm today which is three hours away. Over the weekend, my aunt, my mom, and my grandma all got really mad at me and now I don’t even think my aunt will talk to me. Me and my mom have been fighting all week and this morning on the way to the YMCA we started up again big time and I ended up being driven home alone. In the car I was sobbing (and still am) and she was yelling to the point of almost crying. It was awful. I told her I just wanted to go to be with her there and cheer her on during our 5K training and water aerobics, but she didn’t listen. She just glared at me and said that I never go so that I can be with her, I just go because I’m selfish and want to go for myself, which is not true at all, and I wish she could see that. She wouldn’t even talk to me as I got out of the car. I haven’t been for a run (which is my de-stressor) in over a week and now my mom told me that we’re not going to the Turkey Trot 5K that I was going to do with her tomorrow. I know how pathetic and lame I am to say this, but my mom is (was?) like my only best friend. We encouraged each other, we supported each other no matter what, and she was always there for me. Now that I’ve lost all of that I feel worthless. I have no one to talk to and no one to love me. My brother plays video games or watches TV 24/7 (almost literally – all his waking hours) and insists that no one say anything to him as to not “bother” him. He wouldn’t understand anyway. The only one who still tells me that he loves me is my dad, and he is NEVER home. He works late every night and then goes to church meetings. He’s even started working weekends sometimes too. I see him in the morning before he leaves for work since I’m up eating breakfast, but that’s about it.
Oh and another thing – I feel like I’m losing my faith. I know a lot of you aren’t religious, but the fear and uncertainty that comes with a feeling of loss like this is horrifying. I never pray anymore (Am I too busy? Do I not care? I don’t even know now) and I never make time to connect with God. I feel so lost and broken. Right now I need that comfort and reassurance more than ever, and this is the time that I lose it. I just don’t know what to do. I can’t talk to anyone in my family about it since they would just be “shocked” and probably would yell and scream and make me go to a councilor. My dad is a leader in our church and I don’t know what he would say if I ever mentioned anything about my faith being less than 100%. I don’t want to lose it, but I feel like I just have no control anymore.
I don’t feel like this is all because of ED either. I am almost positive that I have depression or bi-polar disorder because I am just so emotional sometimes that I just can’t keep myself under control. I’m extremely irritable and sensitive and once I start crying it’s nearly impossible for me to stop, even if I really want to. When I get in fights with people I find it really hard to forgive myself and move on. I have had this problem to a lesser extent all my life, but now it’s a million times worse. I have never told anyone in the world this, but when I was in 6th grade I cut myself. I was in public school then and no one really knew it, but I was going through a really tough time. I don’t know if I did it for the attention or just for an escape, but I just wanted a way to let it out. Well now I feel like I’m going through hell and I have no idea what to do. My life is upside-down and I feel like I’m just falling apart. My friends are gone. I used to have other people to turn to when things went south and now there’s no one there. No one e-mails or calls me. No invites to the mall or a party. My determination is gone. Fighter that I am, I feel like I’m losing to ED again. I have ambition and drive like you wouldn’t believe but I feel like all of that is flowing away. My happiness is gone. I’m constantly being yelled at for one thing or another and my life moves 100 mph. I’m over-worked and stressed out. My holiday spirit is gone (it’s Christmas time, hmph). I used to get so happy and warm inside whenever we’d set up holiday decorations like we did yesterday, but now I feel nothing. I want so badly to feel like I did as a little kid but nothing is there now. It makes me sad. And worst of all? My family is gone and my hope is gone. I have nothing left.
I don’t know guys. This might be my last post or even my last words posted online for years. I might blog a little here and there. I might get back into it full-time if things are ever looking up. I’m just not sure of anything right now. I’m sorry. I hope I didn’t just ruin your day. I wish more than anything that I could have somehow made this another inspirational post but I just can’t think of anything to say to make things right at this point. Thank you guys so much for everything. None of you deserve to be burdened by my problems. I hope you all have a great holiday. Don’t lose hope just because I have.
~ What’s left of Kate
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