Two days. Two whole days.
Two days of doing nothing but eat. Opening the fridge, searching the cupboards, making weird combinations of foods just so that I could eat SOMETHING, ANYTHING, EVERYTHING.
Cheeze-Its and Ceasar dressing? Yes.
Heart-Shaped Box of Chocolates? Don't mind if I do.
Two entire pizzas? A snack.
A tin of caramel popcorn leftover from Christmas? My God.
And so on and so forth....
I'm still not done. Even though I've come to place where I can say, "you're binging you've had enough, you can stop now." I know I won't. I always know when a binge is over, and this isn't it. No amount of reading, writing, thinspo, etc can get me off a binge once one is in full-swing. It has to run it's course. I haven't even been purging as much I should be. The binges are so frequent and steady that I'd be puking all day and my throat is already sore and my eyes are already bloodshot. I know today isn't the last day, I can't speak for tomorrow.
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