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  <title>Recovery BLOWS</title>
  <subtitle>But so does death</subtitle>
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  <updated>2007-05-20T05:00:26Z</updated>
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    <title>not again...</title>
    <published>2007-05-20T05:00:26Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-20T05:00:26Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Alice in Videoland "Cut the Crap"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Well, I didn't even last a whole week at day treatment. I did supliments 1 day and had 2 self-injury contracts before Laural, the evil bitch from hell (ie; the big cheese at ridge ave.), said I needed inpatient. I freaked, but figured it wouldn't be for a while and I'd have time to say bye and&amp;nbsp; all to all my new " 'frewfriends", then being the spawn she is she calls me at 4pm on friday, the same freekin day she mentioned any of this! Ergh!@, now I'm panicing packing, and just barely keeping myself from purging. I need symptoms so bad right now. I've binged 3 times in the past 2 days. I hate it, binging is my biggest problem with ED. Although I mostly restrict when I binge my whole world just crumbles and all the work I've done just amounts to nothing. Anyway, I should probablly post this now and get to bed. I'd better figure how to work this on my cell by monday.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:cassidy13:694</id>
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    <title>Coutndown to renfrew...</title>
    <published>2007-05-12T17:02:46Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-12T17:02:46Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Sia, Breathe me</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Well, I go on monday for orentation at 2. That doesn't seem to present the right amount of fear, but sadly I can't yell it at the top of my lungs for everyone to hear. I'm so fucking terrified! I know, it's only partial for now, but the idea of supliments if you don't finish a meal scares the shit out of me. I can't remember the last time I actually sat down and ate 3 meals in day.</content>
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