Couldn't sleep.
Mom talked about my weight twice and wanted me to exercise. It felt good knowing I burned 210 calories from walking but this criticism is mentally killing me.
....
....
I wanna disappear.
Don't wanna be found.
Let me be lost right now.
Right now.
I don't wanna eat again.
Let me skip again.
I just can't take this.
Anymore.
My emotions are locked up inside.
And there's nowhere safe to hide.
Once the emotions get out,
I'll be buried alive.
I feel like falling..
But don't help me up.
Let me stay in my room
And disappear.
