It's not like I can't see it. I stay in bed all day, even if I'm awake. Sure I'll get up and let the dogs out, after like 12 hours of laying there. It's not like I don't see when I get up and walk to the kitchen I yell at the kids about the mess. It's not like I can't feel the pain I cause. It probably hurts me more. It's not like I don't know I haven't ate hardly a thing in over a week. I was eating good. I was gaining weight and working out. I was even helping to motivate my girlfriend to work out. I'm doing so many things that I know aren't healthy. But it's like I'm searching my head for light at the end of the tunnel. But my head is a big dark place. I can't see my way out. So something has to happen. Something has to happen to get me up and feeling on top again. Does anyone else get like this?