What the hell is wrong with you!?

My body apparently hates me. I mean really, really, hates me.

For about the last half year or so I haven't been able to eat anything. I can't even finish a meal off a kids menu without feeling a little bit sick. I have to eat something the size of, I don't know, a banana every few hours and that's all I can eat. When I do eat something big I just live off of water and milk for the next flew days. Thanksgiving? Ha! Forget it. Mashed taders, a slice of turkey, and I'm good for the next week.

I've also found that I can't stay in bed for more than seven hours. On the weekends, as hard as I try to sleep in, I automatically wake up at six-thirty, seven if I got to bed late. I try and try to tell myself "I'm lazy. Let's sleep longer." But then my stomach cramps up and throws me out of bed without warning.

When I do sleep, I have an awful tendency to wake up every ten minutes for at least two to three seconds. I need to turn over sometimes. Sometimes my leg is in a weird position. My breast is itchy. My cat's licking my back. I don’t' know what it is. I'm always interrupted, though.

Stressing isn't even an option for me. The slightest things will upset my poor stomach and make me either very miserable all day long or vomit, then become very miserable all day long. I cried at ET the other night and was up the rest of the night puking in the toilet. I can't eat very much, remember, so most of it was just dry heaving.

I've lost more weight in the last week than I ever have and I don't understand it. None of my T-Shirts fit me. My dresses are all extremely loose and even the cinches wont do me any mercy! I just- Dah! None of my clothes fit except for my poofy clothes (thank goodness I have a lot of those). My pants are all falling down. My belts are all too big. I just don't know what to do! I can't eat more! I'll die! ;_; I was perfectly happy with my size before. Now I look like skin and bones. It's not healthy, I tell you. A 23 waist was never even an option for me, not when I have a 34 ass and 36 chest. That just... I can't pull off the whole "I can see your ribs when you aren't sucking it in" thing. If this doesn't go away within a month I'm going to start working on a new wardrobe, and all my pretty dresses will go to waist. Heaven knows I’m not going to give them up so other people can walk around looking like me. I may be able to save a few with some miner adjustments, but the others… ;_; Goodbye pretty sundress from the 50s. I’ll miss you something awful.

Hair, just make up your mind! Are you curly or are you straight? You're straight up to a certain point and poof out randomly come ten inches or so. What's your problem? Did I abuse you as a child? Are you trying to tell me something?

Long version short, my body hates me. I can't sleep for more than 7 hours, when I do sleep I'm a wreck, my stomach has stress issues, all of my clothes are several sizes to big all, and my hair is evil.

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