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26.10.05/1:12 pm panic I've got my apointment today at the diabetic clinic. I am so scared of what they might say or do, their judgemental eyes and misunderstanding. The humiliation of admitting i have failed. We will be leaving in about 15 minutes, i took some insulin a while ago in a desperate attempt to bring my sugars down but it hasn't made much of a difference. I'm so worried i'm just eating everything in sight. What's new? I haven't been there in so long, atleast a year and a half, probably even two, i can't avoid it any longer. Atleast they can't comment on my weight, it is up high again, too high. Nearing 'normal' status. It is all too hideous to think about. I have a chocolate bar in my hand as i tuype. This image is absolutely disgusting. In a minute i will go and make myself sick. Wish me luck, i have a feeling i will need it. |
* I could almost cry like tears of blood * and slowly it evaporates * without a scar without a trace * Sometimes too blue the moment passes * overhead so undetected * without default with no perfection * I could close my eyes & sleep forever * locked inside a secret silence * whisper deep into my head * Rewind erase and nothing remains * the way that nothing ever does |