So I've been bingeing and purging every day since Thursday.
I'm going back to school in a week, and I'm very happy about that. It means less exposure to triggering foods like cake and pie and everything.
I'm sad because my boyfriend (of almost 2 years) might not be coming back to school. And if that's the case, then I have to break up with him, because he lives nine hours away and I cannot handle long-distance relationships for longer than a summer.
I'm sad because the girls in group are so amazing and kind and I feel like I've been selfish.
I'm sad because I didn't make any close friends from the experience.
I'm sad because I feel like my friends are bored of me.
It's funny, because being sad actually makes me NOT want to eat. So you'd think it would be a perfect remedy for bulimia. But no. Because whenever I don't feel depressed, I've been eating.