2003

This is the year that my brain broke. Permanently. I was sure that I had commited an unforgivible sin. I had to confess all the horrible thoughts that I had.

This is the first time I became aware that the things I liked were stupid and wrong. It would have been funny if I were older, but I'm a kid. You should have been nice to me then.

I read a lot of books. There were a bunch of books in the house, just hanging around. I first picked up The Man Who Mistook His Wife for a Hat by Oliver Sacks because of the funny title. I found the stories inside facinating. The Man Who Mistook His Wife for a Hat by Oliver Sacks I picked up more of his books at the library and loved them too. Something about understanding how the brain works was very calming and fun for me. For a while I told people I wanted to be a neurologist. I came to understand that neurology was for people who were good at math; smart kids, not people like me. Books without a real "plot" were much better, because there were no characters I was supposed to relate to. All characters in books had thin bodies that they could change the public perception of with clothing, and that was very unrelatable. I prefered minds to bodies, even if the minds were different. They were different in a way that was new and interesting. All bodies in books for people my age were the same.

2004

I ate a lot of Kid Crusine freezer meals. My dad told me that I hated vegtables, and I believed him. I liked the ones with the chicken nuggets and macaroni and cheese. The corn was a vegtable, so I knew I didn't like it. My parents ate mostly beef products from a box. Kid Cuisine All-Star Chicken Nugget meal If I wanted something sweet, I had to eat something good first. Once when I wanted ice cream, I had to have mashed potatoes first. That didn't make sense to me, because more calories were bad. I knew what I was doing was wrong, that it was disgusting when I fed myself or was fed.

I looked at my body in the mirror and thought "I'm like a Barbie doll with silly putty on it". I thought there was something acceptable underneath. I understood that people worked very hard so they wouldn't look like me. There was an episode of Lizzie Mcguire where Lizzie's friend Miranda started starving herself. You felt bad for her because she was actually skinny. It was good for fat girls to stop eating. Everyone knew where the suffering belonged. When I was bullied I understood that it was mean, but logical.

I was given antidepressants for the first time. I became very aware that there was something wrong with my brain. I was a sick person with a broken brain, and mom was Concerned. Dad was sad that he had a bad kid. He used to think I was a good kid. He didn't want to play with me anymore because I had grown up incorrectly.

The Kyocera Rave phone I got my first cell phone; a Kyocera Rave. I went on a church trip and lost it in the snow. I got a new one, and used a label maker to put my phone number on the back. It was fun to put rinestones on the side.