ED = bad. Death wish = even worse. In essence, I am trying to die the only way I can try to die right now. None of my acute suicide attempts have worked, so now I'm trying to do it the chronic way. I don't know if this will work, either, but right now I have to do it. I have to try.

Today I weighed 94.2. So far I seem to be losing about .2 a day... which is okay, but not great. There's still a part of me that's attempting to hang on, and keeps making me eat more than I (mentally) want to. Which means the body survives longer, I guess, but...

I dunno anymore. I really, really don't.