i was punishing myself. i dont know why but i was. i had nothing to eat or drink the first day besides three cookies i snuck from home. i was hungry but the sight or smell of food made me sick. i stayed in my room, looking out the window on and off. music has been my only intertainment besides the few boring games i downloaded on my phone.
my father had a talk with me that night expaining he knew i didnt want to be here but to try to make it the best. around ten thirty i ate something and it made me sick.
sunday came and got ready for church, it was alright. took a nap.
the bruise on my arm wont go away but in fact is getting bigger and darker. first it creats a yellowish linning then turns it purple and it happens again. i havent been eating lately. weird for me because i love to eat. i sleep all the time and still feel bad afterward. im starting to get worried something is wrong with me, something serious. i bruise so easily when i never used to. i get light headed and almost pass out every time i stand up.... somethings wrong
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