If you're wondering what I mean by defying death daily it is all about this eating disorder I've had since I was pretty young. My mom is an in denial anorexic and somehow due to her morbid fears of my getting fat, I ended up with an eating disorder (bulimia) combined with suicidal thinking. BUT the good news is, I opted to get help in the way of checking myself into a hospital and I'm now in intensive therapy for everything. So, I do shake a thumb at death on a daily basis.......and work on getting up to a new day every day.
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