For a friend, I gradually began eating normal meals for awhile... I gained 2 pounds then lost 4 pounds a few weeks later (probably the side effects of wellbutrin). My aching bones have begun to jut out more prominently. They're my source of comfort/stability...whenever I feel that my soul had separated from my body, my bones reassure me that I am real... Backtracking to January 29, I experienced a crushing pressure around my ribcage.... it was like the air was being squeezed out of my lungs. That physical pain happened again last night... This morning I decided not to recover. I'll be plunging further down the rabbit hole until I hit rock bottom: Near death; not dead – just hovering in-between.