#on the other i had a psychiatrist who was VERY ADAMANT she hadnt diagnosed me with one

[local-magpie]

mmmmmmmm i think i am relapsing with my eating habits and i hate it. anyone want to come make food for me so i actually eat regularly, because my stupid fucking brain is instantly more willing to eat things made for me than things i made for myself.

if i had like actual income this would be SO much easier to manage bc i could afford to a) keep a LOT more options on hand besides just snacks and b) run out to buy panic food when i cant stand the idea of anything in the house. in theory my mom would help me if i told her but like god im so sick of both having to ask her for more money and her freaking out periodically abt how much its costing her to help me with rent and food

im this close to caving and getting a job at dominos or something despite the fact that covid would probably just kill me if i caught it like this (...and that i probably am no longer physically fit for food service or retail)