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  <description>Feeling kinda lost right now. Not so sure where i am or where i wanna go. Feel like I&apos;m hopelessly floating somewhere in the inbetween ...just waiting ...waiting to move ...and i could go either way. So my thoughts flip flop between health and hell. I feel too sick to be well, but to well too be sick. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and I seem to be slowly slipping back into old habits that i&apos;ve been trying so hard to stop ....but do I really want to stop? Do I really want to change? Do I really want to be happy? ...that scares me, thinking that ...I get something out of doing this to myself. In some sick twisted way I enjoy hurting myself. I mean isn&apos;t that the reason why any of us do it, I mean you don&apos;t keep doing something unless it serves some sort of purpose, right? I just can&apos;t figure out what purpose it serves for me, what keeps me coming back ...falling down. That&apos;s what I was supposed to be working toward finding out when i went to the therapist ...only went to 3 sessions though. Didn&apos;t feel like it was really helping me ...kinda too repetitive ..and I probably wasn&apos;t being as honest as i should have been. I know I wasn&apos;t being honest when I was in EDTC. That&apos;s why it didn&apos;t help ...you have to want to get better before you can get better. ...and maybe i want to get better now? I want someone to push me ...to tell me I HAVE to stop living like this ...cause it&apos;s not really living ...but maybe that should tell me that I&apos;m really not ready to change yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don&apos;t you have to hit the bottom first? I don&apos;t want to. I think that is the only thing i&apos;m sure of right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right about now I could use a good hug. Right about now I could use some sleep. Right about now I want to get out of the house ...but instead I find myself running back in forth from my room to the bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good job, Jess! Great job! I suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate this fucking feeling. I should be happy ...what the fuck do I have to be upset about? I have an amazing girlfriend that I love with all my heart and I know that even with all my flaws she loves me, too. We really understand each other and I feel blessed to have someone as special as her in my life ...cause I really feel as if I don&apos;t deserve her. She&apos;s too good, too beautiful, too caring ...but she wants to be with me. We&apos;ve actually exchanged promise rings. ...and I should be happy and content with my life right now. I thought I had found what I was looking for ...love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what the fuck is wrong with me?</description>
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