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At another low spot. I have ideas, but writing isn’t happening right now. :( Soon, hopefully. I like where Athenril alphabet is going, when it’s going.
so, fun fact: I’ve lost 6-8 pounds in the last two weeks. For the first time since I was 12 I’m lower than 128 lbs. I have next to no appetite, and I barely even notice I’m hungry now. There’s food in my room (chips, cookies, usual college student snackums), but I have no money to buy more and the dining hall food just makes my appetite worse, and is only available for very limited time spans every day.
6-8 pounds.
I can’t even really… comprehend that? I’m tired, and quiet, and everything has gotten very… still. It’s odd, and probably not good. There are a few things I can think of that I want to eat, but I can’t afford or get to them.
Spring break is in just over a week. David’s parents will probably feed me, except that they don’t like when I don’t finish meals, and I have a hard time eating now, and don’t want to tell them about what’s going on with me.
I just don’t feel good. I feel like I’m wasting away, and that I no longer have anything to offer anybody, and would be better off just… fading. It’s not suicidal ideation, there’s no determination or finality or reality to it all, it’s just that I feel like I’m see-through, almost? I don’t really know how to articulate it.