Deleted member 17331
The swan sang with a broken neck
- Apr 21, 2020
- 376
I didn't eat for 27 hours yesterday, i didn't feel hungry... Then my stomach started to punish me. I prepared the food, but nothing tastes like it. I wondered what was most torturous, the pain in my stomach or the pain of not feeling anything when chewing.
Leaving my room to go to the bathroom is unpleasant, my bladder hurts and i don't have the strength to get out of bed.
It hurts a little not to have the strength to draw, I have inspirations and ideas... I can't. I just can't do it.
I am beginning to realize that no matter what I do, nothing will be special, nothing will make a difference within me.
I feel like I'm dead, and maybe I really am.
Leaving my room to go to the bathroom is unpleasant, my bladder hurts and i don't have the strength to get out of bed.
It hurts a little not to have the strength to draw, I have inspirations and ideas... I can't. I just can't do it.
I am beginning to realize that no matter what I do, nothing will be special, nothing will make a difference within me.
I feel like I'm dead, and maybe I really am.