I can't

I can't get it out any more. I can't express how I feel anymore. Now I'm blocked. She's still so tiny. She's still so thin. She's still pushing every boundary. Anger is alright, I get that. You know what? I'm also angry. I'm angry she's doing this to herself. She is stressed, she does have stuff going on, so do other kids. So do I. So does her father. So does her sister. That's no excuse not to eat and abuse your body and hurt yourself. I "get" she doesn't know how to express it differently. I get she's learning. I still need to express my emotions. ugh.
The road, indeed, is long.