I hate it when people say that I am trying to starve myself! It's not my fault that my meds make it so that I am barely ever hungry and, yes, I do starve myself sometimes when I feel like I weigh too much, and yes I do want to make myself throw up! But don't accuse me of shit you don't actually know about! I haven't gotten to the point of throwing up yet! DON'T SAY THAT YOU LOVE ME THEN GO AND TALK SHIT, GASLIGHT, AND GUILT TRIP ME! Don't tell me I should love and be kind to myself! I don't care. I have seen how disgusting people are! I WAS ON A BRIDGE THAT A LOT OF CARS WERE ON AND NO ONE STOPPED TO EVEN CHECK OR SEE IF I WAS OKAY WHEN I WAS STANDING ON THE EDGE! NO ONE! The only reason I am still alive is because I realized how much hurt I would cause my friends, so I came back home and got sent to another psyche ward. You don't have to respond or say anything. You can think I am mentally unstable if you want to...