no readers

I have no readers. I don't know why I have this blog. I've never been particalularly attractive in a social way. No matter what blog I go on, no one seems to want to read what I have to say.

And I'll tell you what, for someone who wants to help make the world a better place, that truly sucks.

Is it because everyone elsese problems are way worse than mine? You all have people telling you to eat and people round here don't really notice if I eat or not.

Is it cos when you cut yourself you cut deeper than I do?

Or is it because no matter where I go or who I talk to, I will always be the disgusting, deformed outcast. The socially inept reject. The hideous hunchback of notre damn without the happy ending.

Is it because you've all been fighting to be thin for months or years...and I come along and whine for a couple of weeks about being fat but I've never pulled off anything remotely impressive in the world of ana.

Is it cos, since I'm not technically pro-ana, then my yearnings of being thin can't possibly be as bad as yours.

Or is it because my whining isn't a scratch as interesting as everyone elses.

This isn't really aimed at anyone specific and I'm not deliberately trying to piss people off, though I have a knack for doing it anyway.

I don't know what the fuck I'm doing and the only way I can stop myself from eating is by writing because I'm so pathetically weak - willed.

That's the end of my rant if anyone cares.


I'm getting coffee.

xx