Ah

horrible week.

let’s see, I made my mom cry, got my surgeon to hate me and bitch me out because I purged, found out the one person that could write me a good rec letter for grad school is retiring and won’t write me one, had my therapist cancel on me while I was driving there, and felt suicidal all in one week.

I don’t want to go to classes, lead a group, apply to grad school, get better from my ED, deal with this fucking jaw surgery, and do work study.

I want to hide and cry. Or sleep forever.

Why am I 24 and so maladaptive?