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I believe I now officially have a death wish.
I'm losing about half a pound a day because of hunger suppression from Zoloft. I have realized I like watching the numbers fall on the scale because there is less of me every day. I didn't have much of a problem with the 5'7" moderately heavily muscled 170-pound body I started with. It's not about fat/thin. It's about less me.
I'm starting to consider that, if I have the willpower for it, VSED might actually be a means of suicide that my kids wouldn't have to think of as a suicide. I am a white middle-class female. It would go down on the death certificate with heart failure being the primary cause and anorexia nervosa as the underlying factor. No one would ever know. My husband wound be the only one who would suspect, and he can carry that burden.
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"Alas, our dried voices when we whisper together are quiet and meaningless, as wind in dry grass, or rats' feet over broken glass in our dry cellar." --TS Eliot, "The Hollow Men"