Well it’s nice to know I’m not alone here but something really bad happened to me a few months ago and it’s consuming me. I feel horrible about myself. I do hate myself. My eating disorder is slowly coming back. I’ve never been this down a dark hole before and I’m spiraling. I feel like my friends aren’t my friends anymore. The days are meshing into one big blurry memory. I am normally a pretty determined person but recently it feels like a burden or an expectation for me to be like that. I was so much happier before.