January 4, 2009
She was in rehab for four months
She reached her target weight
She was smiling again
I thought the nightmare was finally over.
We can be happy again
We can be a family
I can finally pay attention to the rest of her siblings.
But our happiness was short lived.
Shes starving herself again, its worse this time.
She picked up habits from the girls she was with.
Shes pulling her hair out.
Slitting her wrists.
She tried to commit suicide twice.
She's only eleven years old.
Do you remember what you were like at eleven?
Sometimes I feel like killing her myself
Sometimes I feel like killing myself.
I live in fear of the day when id do either.
*will tell you the full story once i stop crying*