In the last two days I lost a pound which doesn't sound like much but it's a start. I binge ate this morning when I woke up but haven't eaten anything since. I also got so fed up with my bf that I was able to force myself to leave the house. It was dark out already so no one was around. I feel safer that way. I walked for a while and then I texted a few friends, who may or may not be able to help me find a way out. The moment I get an opportunity to leave in which I don't have to sacrifice everything, I will take it.
I have to leave. i can't live here anymore.