The little wants to come out. I can't let that happen. She is just going to get angry and hurt the physical body. I can feel it. She promises she wont and does it anyways.
I hate to maintain control. It is important. There is no other way. The teen wants to drink, but I can't allow it. The frustration is causing me to have food issues. I have to control that too. I feel like I am going to lose it. I have them against me and I feel like I am being broken down little by little, piece by piece. My strength is being worn down.
I can feel the frustration boiling up and feel as though I may blow up at any moment.
UGH! I just don't know what to do.
No meds, no T, too scared to find a T, not sure where I am going....
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