I don’t understand why people think that having a mental illness is something glamorous.
I have a “friend” (I use this in the loosest sense of the word) who pretends to have an eating disorder. 399 more words
Nothing is ever simple, that much is true, so what happens when the mental health that we fought so hard for begins to slip back into old ways? 202 more words
It is now 12:45am. This is also my first blog on my every own site. Which i hope many of you join or follow. In this sitei want to talk about my daily life, my experiences with anorexia and bulimia. 76 more words
I attend a relatively small high school, which is nice because my exposure to hormone-infused dumbassery is relatively limited. There is not an outrageously imbalanced ratio of beautiful-to-smart-to-talented people, which generally makes me feel okay about who I am as a person. 513 more words