I have a confession to make.
After the break up I lost control of many things.
I tried really really hard to pull everything up together, to be responsible and take care of other people’s hearts before mine by ensuring them that I’m alright ( but I’m not…) and I neglect the building up of the tumultuous feelings inside.
How I wish I can eat away the feeling that has been gnawing hungrily inside of me.
I went shopping today, been a long time since I’ve done so.
It didn’t help that everyone was disgusted at me and screaming at me to lose weight.
It didn’t help that everybody thought I was just using it as an excuse.
No, it didn’t help at all.
And when I was in that topshop changing room trying on baggy dress after dress.
I couldn’t help but feel immensely sad at the rashes, the scratches and the weight gain I’ve inflicted on myself.
But that gnawing feeling inside of me just didn't go away.And I don’t know how to get rid of it.
