I'm seriously fucking miserable tonight and I just cut my wrist. I haven't cut in forever so I'm feeling pathetic. I don't even know what has come over me.
I stopped taking my zoloft a few days ago, and didn't talk to my doctor about it. but I have been feeling worse and worse beforehand. I have to schedule an appointment with her. My weekly vitals/weighins have been more like every month. Obviously, I am not taking recovery seriously anymore.
I want my eating disorder to just fucking kill me.