Story of my fucking empty life. I don’t know what to do for myself. I don’t know, I’m exhausted to be confused, ashamed, scared and sad all the time.
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I hate these moments
When I feel… nothing. I don’t know what’s worse : feeling sad, guilty, depressed, or just… empty. And around me, everything seems really strange. Strange. Almost unreal. It scares me…
My psychiatrist told me about a potential hospitalization, because I can’t stop cutting or burning myself these last weeks. My eating disorder drives me crazy, I can’t work normally because I’m too busy binging or starving. And all these bad memories which haunt me everyday…. For the moment, it’s just a possibility, not really “serious”… But it scares me, I don’t want to go to the hospital, my parents won’t understand, and I don’t want them to feel guilty or angry, they have enough problems. And I can’t stop my studies…
I’m a nursing student… Oh, the irony…
I would like to forget everything, I would like to be free from myself.
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