thin & bones

month

May 2013

I must be psychic or have some sixth sense, because I could feel this coming. This relapse was hovering over me for days, weeks, until I felt its inevitability crushing me today and taking control at my weakest moment. A whole year I had gone, I’d become drunk with the feeling of security in my remission. But now, I feel like an insignificant, weak, nothing; and what did this to me? What...