I had two dreams I know of last night-and both were nightmares. One was about my teeth..I don't even want to talk about it but it felt so real I woke up and jumped out of bed feeling my mouth and walked around the room not being able to breathe. The one before that I binged on real food like I used to and I knew I was gonna gain weight.
My hair is so thin oh my god. I don't know what to do anymore. My teeth and my hair. I'm so fucking scared. I know I keep saying that but it's all I can say. I'm drowning in my own fear and there's no outlet. I can't exercise to fix it like I can with weight, I can't put makeup on it to conceal it, I can't hide it with baggy clothes. It's driving me insane literally.
I had breakfast which was kinda over board because I felt rushed and I didn't know what I should have. I was gonna have cereal but I decided against it so I went with the piece of diet toast and egg whites again. Before that I had my usual apple and yogurt and a bunch of grapes and blueberries.
I went on my walk and I was just thinking and thinking and getting tangled like spaghetti. I got a random..I don't if I should say want or craving for cold chocolate ice cream. Then I wanted nice cold milk. I don't know if it's just craving for something dairy holds. I wish I could just get out of my mind.
I read this thing last night where it explained thoughts are just waves of energy going through our mind and the reason thoughts become so powerful or so..obsessive is because our level of interest in them. It was really interesting how it was explained and a technique was said about but I don't know how I could achieve it..but it sounds perfect for me. This is the page I was reading.
I'm really tired right now.. I was going to go over B's for the 4th of July. I thought they were gonna do fireworks but it turns out they're not. So I'm going to this huge park near my therapists office to see awesome fireworks. There's a carnival and all too. Mmm carnival food...ice cream in between waffles..gyros..funnel cakes..cotton candy. How I fucking wish. I really wanted to go to B's though cause his friends are gonna be there and I thought it'd be fun. Chilling and doing the typical July 4th thing. But B says he's gonna drink. Which means they're all gonna drink. Probably get drunk. I don't drink because alcohol is revolting and I'm gonna be sitting there all fucking left out like usual so just fuck it. Plans get changed last minute all the time. I feel sick because of it but I'm trying to push it out of my mind because now I'm gonna do what I know I'll have more fun with..even though he won't be there. Whatever anymore. I'm ready to just say FUCK EVERYTHING. If only I could. And if only I could do it wholeheartedly. I feel like the empty vessel when something isn't eating at me though. It's like if somethings not wrong, then I'm not real because I can't be happy. Therefore I become suicidal. Treatment might be good..
Happy fucking 4th of July.
What have I done to myself..
I remember losing literally handfuls of hair every day. Fun stuff. But if it's any consolation, I'm losing twice as much as you are now even though I've been eating more than usual.. Probably due to stress.
ReplyDeleteThe article makes a good point about obsessive thoughts; interest definitely has a lot to do with it. Reminded me of how I really ought to get back into meditation again.
I'm so sorry..I know how badly it sucks. I hope things get better for you.
DeleteAnd yeah it does.