Food Isnt The Answer, Food Is The Question And The Answer Is No

food isnt the answer, food is the question and the answer is „no”

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NYCTOPHILE

You lie down on your bed at 3am in the morning, awake. No matter what you do, you are not being able to sleep. You have counted till infinity and backwards, you tried listening to some Mozzart or some other music, your hair is damp cause you already took a shower, yet you just cannot sleep. Your mind keeps wandering to the darkest corners, spider webs all over, dirty and claustrophobic. You close your eyes shut, you can feel sleep sitting on your eyelids, you hear the clock ticking away to its glory, in a mocking manner. Your head keeps messing with you, you want to stop your thoughts, stop the mess, stop breathing- stop living.

Depression is like this big dark cloud that sits on top of your head, adding weight to your already burdened shoulders, making it difficult for you to walk straight. Or, it sits on your chest, making you feel light headed, out of breath. It is like this long, never ending tunnel which has no light and you keep walking aimlessly, desperately looking for a way out. It has no doors and the windows are all sealed tight, curtains drawn. As if you are drowning in deep waters, the waves engulfing you, you try screaming for help but no one can hear your cries, neither can you swim. The water keeps pulling you down like quicksand, and you slowly give up, you are tired of trying.  Depression makes you blind, you know that the world is colorful but you cannot see it. You sit alone on the cold bathroom floor, door locked, painful gasps every second or two- hyperventilating, you don’t know any better- you use physical pain to cope with your mental pain. Razor blade in your hands, your knuckles turn white with the force you use to grasp it, your hands shaking and trembling, the phantom voice in your messed up head telling you to hurt yourself, cause “YOU ARE NOT GOOD ENOUGH”. You think you deserve to be punished, you deserve the pain. You cannot cry anymore cause your tears have all dried up. All you can do is stare at the nothingness in front of you, devoid of any emotion. You ask, “WHY ME?” You pray to any God up there, begging, but all you get as an answer is silence and it kills you. Your eyes well up with unshed tears and you try your best to muffle your sobs. Your head hurts, your chest hurts, you can feel your heart break into pieces. You always feel tired and exhausted, sleep cannot make it right- it is just a temporary solution. You don’t feel like moving, even showering sounds like a lot of hardwork, you cannot get out of your bed cause it needs a lot of energy and you are already drained out. Sometimes you want to feel better, you want someone to hold you close and hug you, whispering sweet nothings into your ear. But who are you kidding? You keep pushing people away cause you are afraid, thinking you would hurt them. So you put on a mask. A  mask which screams ‘PERFECTION.’ You pretend to be fine and strong, smiling and giggling, being sassy, but on the inside you are broken and you are taking each comment to your heart, you are damaged from the inside.You are tired of people telling you to get over it, but you cannot. It NEVER works like that. Depression is not a choice, and it just cannot go away like that. BUT no matter what other people say, you know that you are a fighter. You stand in front of the mirror and tell yourself that you are proud, you pat your back and smile, you love yourself a little more each day. You learn to accept yourself for who you are, embracing your flaws, cause that makes you the brightest flower in a garden, blooming day by day. You know that recovery is not a path full of unicorns and rainbows, there are hurdles and twists and turns, it will not be sunny all the time, you will face the storm and the rain but you have to get up and fight cause one day, you will win and no one can stop you. You need to hold on, cause you are loved. It is winter now but it too shall pass and spring will definitely come. YOU NEVER WALK ALONE! 

If you feel like you wanna break a fast:

Chew and spit a bite of food(rinse mouth after)

Think about if you eat, your SO/parents/friends/siblings won’t get to eat

Eat an ice cube

Watch a movie or tv series

Smoke weed

Weigh yourself

Start a new project or complete an old one

Remember that if you quit this fast, you gotta start day 1 all over again. The longer you fast, the faster the weight loss. Do you really wanna start over? You got this!

Starting day 4 of fasting, lost 5 pounds already (I ate a lot after my last fast) so I got some catching up to do. I’m gonna try and fast until I’m 160 for now. Unless I’m forced to eat. I’m going to do 7-8 days just because I’m saving a small portion of food that family brought unless my bf eats it on me (or I freeze it which is prob the case. Wish me luck on completing my longest fast. 7 more full days!

Day 2.

I'm 5 feet 3 inches tall.

I like my height.

My thinspiration is my old self. Duh.