Tange
Silver Member
Thought I would remind you of what you wrote( in purple) before you started. Guess you kicked the drug into touch and I am pretty damn sure you ain't scared anymore. Well done we are all proud of you.
"What scares me about this, is the obvious previous attempts and failures. And severing the tie for months with the one thing I could always count on: Food. I could count on it for comfort. For company. For sport. For Joy. For sadness. For love. For loneliness. For anger. For punishment. For biting of my nose to spite my blumin face. For excuses. For isolation and protection. For all the BS one can imagine. It is my drug. And I am an addict. And I am scared. "
"What scares me about this, is the obvious previous attempts and failures. And severing the tie for months with the one thing I could always count on: Food. I could count on it for comfort. For company. For sport. For Joy. For sadness. For love. For loneliness. For anger. For punishment. For biting of my nose to spite my blumin face. For excuses. For isolation and protection. For all the BS one can imagine. It is my drug. And I am an addict. And I am scared. "