Category : Diary/Journal

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Me, that’s who I need to look out for, because no one is looking out for me.

When i was young, my parents would “Argue” or at least that’s what they called it, but it was more than that, sometimes me mother would have black eyes, and others, my father would. Once my father THREW my mother out the back door. I can remember that vividly.

And my mother became anorexic and lost so much weight that she passed out one day in front of us, and her front tooth fell out. 

I’ve become that way, being so self conscious that I suck in my stomach, go on runs, and try to eat as little as possible. I’ve gotten so used to sucking in my stomach that it feels weird not to and I can do it without even knowing I do. I was called fat, so that didn’t help at all. 

But when my parents would fight, guess who’s house we’d go to? Tanya and Cameron’s. My family. But all the anorexic disorders, depression, family disorders, I’ve been so dead inside that I can’t cry, be shocked, and even look mildly interested. All I have is me, myself and I, and that’s all I need.