C'est juste une question d'habitude.
Apparently I can't think for myself.
I'm getting better I think.
Or my mind is taking over. The academically intelligent part of my mind.
The common sense part is still gone.
I think it might have died.
That would explain a lot.
I can't handle food.
It scares me.
She keeps yelling at me. Asking me how I can live with myself when I'm so fat.
I found a quote from an old Blogger blog I had.
"I'm trying to starve away my insanity. You can't be an insane walking skeleton."