I haven’t eaten in almost two days which, granted, is not a particularly long time for me to fast. Still, even though I’m not hungry and want to die, part of me knows I need to eat something and I’m trying. I really am. I literally just spent an hour scrolling through delivery.com (there’s nothing in my apartment for me to eat) and have not been able to find anything that my fucked up brain will let me eat. As if that’s not enough, I know that, even if I do manage to eat something, I’ve probably got about a 95% chance of purging. Having an eating disorder is stupid and frustrating.