BULIMIA(not slang!)

by K   Mar 30, 2005


No one knows why I do it
Ive tried to explain why it is that
I spew my food up but
No one seems to understand
My family has now realized that I have bulimia
And now I have to go to a shrink
A fukking shrink for crying out loud?
I don’t need a shrink, I don’t have a problem!
Bulimia is a part of me and it always will be
No one is going to change that no matter what
Bulimia is one of my many ways to deal with life
The scary thing is that
I depend and trust bulimia more than I trust myself
Someday this is going to ruin me even more than
What my life is already like
But isn’t life about taking risks?
For me, bulimia is a risk
A risk that will live with me until the day that I die…

* yeah well this is also true soo ahh yeah.....
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  • 19 years ago

    by Giani

    I can relate, everyone is always telling me that i will die from my eating disorder, but its not the worst thing to go to a shrink let me just suggest to keep an open mind. Bulimia doesnt have to be a way to deal with problems there are a lot of different ways to deal.
    So good luck

  • 19 years ago

    by noworries2

    i like. shows real feeling.

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