This is NOT a Pro ED/SI blog. I'm not pretending to be perfect, i'm not recovered, but I WANT to be.

today you are you
that is truer than true
there is no-one alive
who is youer than you

Sunday, 19 September 2010

and by the end of the day-read previos post first!!

following this post (and please help with this one if you have any ideas id really appreciate it)

I've managed to swap my catheter (which was taken out on friday-total party, and dont even care that i have to now catheterise myself with these weird temperary ones all the time) for a FREAKING BROKEN HAND!!! My second day here and im not in finger splints and a weird cast thingy. After freaking out about what i wrote about in previous post, i decided to be proactive and go up to the common room and find someone to play with. Noone there, but on way back saw someone moving in flat above me and offered to help with their stuff.and their dad managed to shut my hand in the metal security gate and mangle my hand. He was so mortified i felt more sorry for him. haha he gave his daughter £20 to take me out for drinks hahaahaha. But it was kinda icicng on the cake, and i was in floods of tears-hurt like FUCK (weirdly more than breaking my arm) and had to go to a and e, and all that palava. and now everyone knows me as the freak girl who cried her eyes out. and the halls warden was just like 'jeez, toughen up or ul have a hard time here', then asked me if i wanted her to call my mum or someone to go to a and e with me. erm, yeh please. which i KNOW wasnt her fault but then i had to explain to avoid future awkardness-and she was a bit nicer then-but really didnt help.

on the plus side, at least i have a stella excuse to not do some more unpacking!!yesss!!hahaha

omg it HURTS

xxxxx

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

Nooo, that sucks! I'm so sorry about that, I can imagine how much it hurts...
As for the food situation, if you really can't share a food cupboard, maybe keep the food you actually do eat ('safe food') in your room and fill the cupboard up with things you don't eat (preferably with non-perishable food haha). This way you don't have to check the cupboard every single time you want to eat and it doesn't freak you out.
Another option would be to just be open about it and say that you have an eating disorder (if you eventually feel comfortable enough around your roommates). You don't have to go into detail, just tell them you have a problem with food or whatever you feel comfortable sharing.
Honestly, I think it would be the best way to be open about it before someone else points it out and the living situation gets all weird. Because let's face it: An eating disorder doesn't just 'go away' so chances are, people will notice something eventually when they are living with you.
But that doesn't mean you are the crazy girl! I can guarantee there are messed up parts in their lives too.
And one more thing: As my therapist once said, ''normal' people don't spy on other people. They are way too caught up in their on lives to notice what is going on around them.'
So if you really don't want anybody to know, you would probably be able to hide it. Although I think the best way to go about it would be to address it if you're asked. Some people are actually nice and who knows, maybe you'll even find a support system! :)
I wish you the best of luck for your first day of classes!
Johanna

mariposai said...

Owch! What bad luck, I hope your poor hand gets better soon. And as for the food situation I reckon Johanna gives some pretty good advice. Seek out any support you can, and hopefully you'll get some nice flatmates too :-)

Sarah x

Tracey said...

Sweetie that warden is a witch - I demand you ignore any comments that hail from her direction from now on! xxx