I don’t wanna grow up. There, I said it.
I’m sure that’s what keeps me bingeing. I choose to stay stuck because I’m PANICKED to grow up. I am so afraid I may wake up one day being a 30 year old child. That is what I am, a child, a spoiled brat. That is why I am not capable of achieving goals or doing anything I set myself to do. I am scared = I stay paralysed. And my comfort zone is just controlling my life, I am worthless, useless at 25 years of age!
I’ve been knowing this for too long and I keep failing to change it over and over again. I guess I must do something or many things differently.
I wanna have a good relationship with food and I keep bingeing.
I wanna go to France and I can’t get myself to learn the language.
I wanna, I wanna, I wanna…
I keep lying, I keep promising, I keep pleasing everyone, I keep fooling myself and everybody else.
And nothing gets done.