Who knew a name would make me freeze like it did.
Honestly the whole purpose of this was to prove that I was over my obsession, the unhealthiness of it all. But I’m pushed back into place, like I never left. Physically shivering, mentally screaming. I’m so lost. I don’t know what to do.
In the reality of it, it’s just a dinner. It’s nothing. But to me, it’s like everything depends on it.
It’s happening again. All these qualities are showing. Fear of death, uncontrollable shivering.. More mental screaming.
Hope is a little darker then I thought it was.