A Head Full of Beauty

I started to cry as I forced another spoonful of cereal into my mouth. I am too scared to stand on the scales. I am too scared to go to work tomorrow. I am too scared to go to my therapy session. Oh God, I don't want to do it. I want to believe this is just the depression talking. I don't want to feel like this anymore. I don't want to... it is so frightening. The way I felt at the end of 2010, I swore I'd never feel it again... In my first post of 2012 I wrote that this would be the year. It's just another year of failure. My career thrown off the rails, my eating disorder back to its worst...Everything...I failed. I can't start to comprehend how I did this. How the fucking hell did this happen. I want to say it's not fair. But deep down I can only blame myself. I mean, it has to be me, it has to be me, what else is there, it must be me, evil and tainted and cursed. I want to stop myself from sinking under, I know that I am a fighter, that I always...