I don't know who I am, let alone who I've let myself become. I used to care and be full of love and now I am cold. It happened so fast I still don't know what to make of it. I'm not sure who I am. To youiI may be, but inside I'm not me. I spend my time thinking and I'm destroying myself. Not eating the way I should is already showing up. Maybe that's what I want to do, destroy myself. Yet in a peaceful horrid way. Slowly self destruct myself with my own thoughts and self hate. I feel like part of me is gone, but I have no motivation to go find myself. So, here phone writing again trying to organize my thoughts..