I'm staring at myself in the mirror and all I can see is someone who is pathetic, someone who cannot control her world, someone who cannot take charge. I stare at my stomach and it only seems to get bigger. I smell the food I have eaten in the bathroom. I'm mad because I have wasted yet another meal, a meal that was destined to go down the toilet. I feel like a criminal washing the splashes of vomit and spraying the bathroom so it will no longer smell of the atrocity I have committed. There is vomit in my hair. The smell makes me want to puke, but haha I've already done that. I take one last look in the bathroom before I close the door shut on what I have done...

I live in this secret world 3-4 times a week and I can no longer keep it in