KatzyKins Cries

 My friend's bf hit her.  And she's still. fucking. with. him.  I'm so heated about it, and I don't even wanna talk about him until he's been put in the trash where he belongs. She brought up their intimacy and I'm just like "why are we fucking talk about him, he's fucking dead to me."  I know I'm not going to be a fan favorite for pointing that shit out, but I'm not here to tell my friends what they WANT to hear. I'm here to speak the truth and push my friends towards decisions that are GOOD for them.  Being with this shitcunt is NOT good for my friend. I'm so glad I spent close to a year alone after my break up with nick,  It gave me time to get comfortable with myself, and re-develop my confidence, which was practically null by this point. Everything else about my life at that point was a mess, but I at least had that and what I was feeling went directly into my art.  My other friend who knows isn't speaking up, because she t

I was thinking on some things and I realized the one-life-ruining thing that COULD have been an issue and SHOULD have been an issue--never happened to me. I cant honestly say I've ever had a good relationship with food.  But for some reason I'm not a Binger and and I've only had a LEGIT eating disorder for like...6 months at 17. It never spiraled or got crazy. But if I think of it in terms of addiction; it starts to make sense. The only thing I can say for myself is that I don't have an addictive genetic makeup. I've fucked with a few substances but I never craved them mentally or physically. The only other time I ever fell off with food was accidental. I hadn't eaten right and got thinner and thinner and it was all because I wanted to sleep until I died.  I was too weak to do anything let alone cook.  But it wasn't a fear of being fat. And the closest thing to a binge for me was going a full day without any food, and then eating a pretty big fast-food meal.