2002-12-30, 11:45 p.m.
I'm really scared. Always. Becauae I'm not going to get better...from this bulimia thing without more help. But as long as my parents don't know, I don't get that help. And I don't know what's going to happen to me. I can't beat this. I wonder so often what I got myself into. I'm so fucking scared.
*sigh* I don't know. I don't want it a part of me anymore. But I also don't want to work to get there.