iam*who*iam
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i become obsessed with certain things.
right now it is to be involved, and somehow make a difference within my community (or the world if possible) regarding eating disorder awareness and treatment.
the thing is, i have had these really strong feelings about it.
like i HAVE to do something NOW.
i am not sure if this is just a normal need to fix/change things..but it sometimes worries me.
i become obsessed with finding information about every organization or everything related to whatever the topic is i'm obsessed with at the moment.
i woke up this morning and felt like i had to help someone. (people online trying to get treatment/funding for treatment for eating disorders).
i try to tell myself it isn't my job..but then i get so anxious...and i have to make sure i make every effort to try to help them.
i got more upset when i learned about a girl who is on a waiting list for the only eating disorder inpatient program in my province, and has been on it for 1 year...and she has to wait another.
it makes me crazy, and terrified that if i ever need help again, that will happen to me.
so that in turn, makes me want to alert newspapers, my MLA, etc.
but i have to stop back, and stop my brain...because i'll come across as unstable.
*sigh*
right now it is to be involved, and somehow make a difference within my community (or the world if possible) regarding eating disorder awareness and treatment.
the thing is, i have had these really strong feelings about it.
like i HAVE to do something NOW.
i am not sure if this is just a normal need to fix/change things..but it sometimes worries me.
i become obsessed with finding information about every organization or everything related to whatever the topic is i'm obsessed with at the moment.
i woke up this morning and felt like i had to help someone. (people online trying to get treatment/funding for treatment for eating disorders).
i try to tell myself it isn't my job..but then i get so anxious...and i have to make sure i make every effort to try to help them.
i got more upset when i learned about a girl who is on a waiting list for the only eating disorder inpatient program in my province, and has been on it for 1 year...and she has to wait another.
it makes me crazy, and terrified that if i ever need help again, that will happen to me.
so that in turn, makes me want to alert newspapers, my MLA, etc.
but i have to stop back, and stop my brain...because i'll come across as unstable.
*sigh*