My eyes sting, my head pounds, my stomach cramps as though I completed fifty sit-ups... For the second time in my life... In this week, I purged.
My midnight binge now has the safe comfort of a sneaky vomit.
I feel proud as every bit leaves my body amidst all the pain... I feel relief.
Why do I indulge in this part of me?
For four years I kept it from everyone... Now it consumes me.
What will become of me if I continue this way?