I can feel myself relapsing. I feel it in my bones, in my veins, in my blood.
I saw the constan bruises that appeared all over my legs but told myself I was just being clumsy.
I saw the clumps of hair that fall out every time I brushed my hair but told myself that it was dirty.
I saw the old notebook that counted my life aways but told myself that it wash´t like that anymore.
I am chanting the same song over and over again to make myself feel at ease. It´s not working though. I AM terrified. I AM scared. I can feel it happening. I want it to stop. Or do I?
