I love it.
Bedsheets are like black holes, and my whole body is sore, and I look into the mirror over and over again hoping what I see will change the longer I stare at it. I'm good at smiling. I feel fake. I'm hungry, but can't make myself move, and after a few hours the hunger goes away.
Thank you for writing this- I've wanted to write down how I feel for a while, but you did it for me and it's crazy how relatable it is.
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