I keep imagining breaking my bathroom mirror and using shards to hurt myself. I really really want to. I don't want my husband to know. He's busy anyway. Maybe I can break it quietly so he doesn't hear but I feel like flipping out and hurting myself. I refuse to go into the bathroom at this point. I don't have therapy until another week. I'm angry? Sad? I miss ana, I miss eating what I want. I don't want my injection, I'm in a **** meds mood. It's too early to take my night meds. I don't get it. My mood was getting low but I didn't expect to almost be in crisis.