I wrote this poem in February of 2020.
Eating away my emotions with junk food and sugar
is healthier than meth and taking pills to sleep forever
Each bite I take and swallow keeps me alive
and further from a sweet death that tempts me
Food becomes the driving force behind my mediocre existence
until I can find a new obsession
Life on the BPD 
Junk food n sugar is as bad as meth.
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I mean, you die an earlier and more terrible death with meth. And watching someone close grapple with meth is traumatic, to say the least. Also, meth can be laced with fentanyl nowadays, and junk food and sugar aren’t. Also, unfortunately, we live in a society that makes it hard to afford the time and luxury to make healthy food all the time. It’s just something to think about.
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I agree. It’s tough . It’s easy to dispense advice.
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And here I thought you obsessed with writing poetry…; -)
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I have many obsessions. Haha.
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Fantastic!…; -)
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