My ED sometimes made me want to give up on everything but it gave me unshakable faith that everything will get better for me once I lose a few pounds. But now I have no ED and nothing to look towards and no reason to live.
The hope my ED gave me might have been illusionary but its infinitely better than the nothing I have now. I haven’t the will to keep plodding pointlessly through life, I preferred it when I was slowly killing myself, at least then I was going there.
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