"Where do I even start? My life had been chaos ever since I left my husband, a year ago, but that's another story. My current boyfriend doesn't know I'm married, we've been living together for almost a year. He also doesn't know I've been sleeping with my boss. He also doesn't know I've been talking to someone I met online 2 years ago, or that I've been talking about getting back together with my husband. I know it's all bad and all selfish and all destructive. I know it stems from my lack of self-confidence and a need to feel wanted. None of it is fulfilling. I feel more empty now than I ever have. Sometimes I wonder what it will take for me to finally just be happy with myself? Until I can learn to love myself I know I will continue on with my unfulfilling search. On top of it all my anxiety is at a 10 and my bulimia is raging. Everything I'm confessing is everything I hate. But I obviously hate myself or else I wouldn't be engaging in any of it."