Here - Suffocate for Fuck Sake

She could drive us completely crazy.

She could sit at the dining table and I

was maybe 15−16 so I knew how it worked, and then we had ordered pizza and food.

Fat pizza, well that ain‘t good for me since I‘m so fat.

I was a 160 cm tall

and weighed 48 kilos so I wasn‘t fat at all.

But then she could start throw

comments and start provoking me.

She could go on for hours saying,

How disgusting you are when you eat that.

Your parents must turn in the grave

when they see you eating that pizzaI tried to say sometimes «please,

can’t we just sit here and eat?

I cannot tak it anymore.

Please stop»

But sh went on and on and finally I snapped, my eyes turned black

So I attacked her and sat over her… and I hit her as hard as I could over the

face.

I remembered how damn good it felt

Placed on foreign soil

Your judging eyes connected to mine

You feed me lies

And starved me out

Left broken

With dreams of what I couldn‘t have

And so I hurt you

The only way I could

Left with hate

As eating became the escape

Left with hate

As eating became my escape

This particular period is dizzy, I feel dizzy when I talk about it.

No time concepts, I just think of all these words she called me and this

fucking anxiety I have felt basically every day since I was nine years old.

From having moved away from home… lost my parents, Ended up there,

she starts drinking, stressing me about food and calling us ugly names,

getting completely destroyed.

So I was just trying to survive

If I wanna go, jump in the water

Does it even matter

What does it even matter if I can’t say it

I would always be there

Everything with the food craziness that I had at home made me start dreaming

about food.

I thought to myself that when I move away from home,

I will eat everything I want.

I started fantasizing about cakes and similar

things and thought «when I grow up I will eat»… I remember that I started

fantasizing about food very early.

I finally weighed 120 kilos, huge… I liked

just being at home when I had moved away from home to my own apartment.

Because there I could shut myself in for days and just eat, but I did not

understand it then… I did not realize that I weighed so much.

When I look at

pictures now, I think «oh my god»