November 8th, 2014

So here’s the problem…I’m afraid to talk the food part being hard. I feel stuck in a corner.

It’s not my therapist’s fault. I understand where she is coming from. And she has a right to not want to do this type of work with me. The hard part about that is, if she doesn’t, I don’t have anyone to do that with. And I’m left with no one who knows everything that’s going on.

No one really knows me any more.

That’s when I start to feel unseen, isolated, and alone.

I hate feeling alone. Loneliness is the worst feeling in the world. And it’s the one feeling that always pulls me down. Loneliness is what I spent most of my life experiencing.

No one ever knew

what was going on with me

because I had no one

I could share it with.