I haven't been writing for a few days now, been busy sticking my head down the toilet I'm afraid.

I hate throwing up, not physically, I'm so used to it so it doesn't bother me, sometimes I kind of wish for that feeling you're supposed to have, you know when your eyes are running and your trying your best to catch a breath and you feel like "if this doesn't stop soon, I'm going to suffocate!". Sounds weird wishing for that doesn't it? But belive me, when throwing up comes as easy as drinking a glass of water, you won't feel as good about it as you might think, especially not when you know the reason for its simplicity..

Mentally on the other hand, throwing up is hell.

Good news is; I've been able to keep what I've been eating for the last two days and it feels like I'm finally back on track again, with some renewed strenght to keep me going a bit longer.

Wish me luck