No matter how depressed I am I don't cut, I don't cry, I don't try to kill myself, I eat.. Everything. Tonight I broke down and started eating an entire bowl of watermelon, usually from there I'd start making ramen noodles and a hot pocket but it wasn't enough.. I needed to fill that hole and food was how I learned to cope. I cried. For the first time in a long time I cried.. Because no amount of food will ever fill that hole..