I think the constant blindness to the truth is starting again. The constant lie in my head. The constant counting and maths. The constant thoughts on how not to be me. I think it's started and I think I'm enjoying it. I think it's slowly creeping back into my life. I think it's the new environment. I think it's making me ill again.
All the watching, counting and hating. Don't forget the exercising. It's impulsive, And yet comforting. I think its starting again. I don't think it ever went...
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