dead tree.
Last couple of days have been bad, real bad. I’ve been close to relapsing, but pushed all feelings down with food instead.. stomachaches are better than mental pain... for a while at least, and then it’s all regret..
and through this, my mask has been firmly on.. no one has to carry my problems, so I hide it.
And I shouldn’t even be writing this on here, but I needed an outlet..
I’m not okay, but I’m trying.
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