I feel so out of control. It feels as if my life is falling a part. No one knows. My husband left me. I miss him. Since then I've been struggling with an eating disorder. I'm so ashamed. I keep trying to stop but I just keep doing it. I feel so guilty. God must be so disappointed in me. I know I have to be strong for my children. They deserve better than me. Is it okay to pray God bring me home? I'm just so tired.

It's not that I'm eating too much, it's that I can't eat. I tell myself, today I will eat. But I just can't.