What's it like to live with a mental disorder?

Like my mind is only surviving with the thought of food instead of actual food. And then you finally give in sometimes. And then I feel guilty about it. I look into the mirror, wishing everyday I looked different then I do.

Like living in a fog and surrounded by both your different selves and distant people. Sometimes it feels familiar but even faces are distorted until they get closer. Even your own face you cant recognize.

It's like I'm living in a world that's bigger than me and I can't understand anything. I'm always confused and scared. So he'll! :D