9031) I accidentally told everyone what was going on, and that I wasn’t eating, when I was drunk and still no one cares. They all just pretend nothing happened.
9036) I told my best friend about how I feel and how I hate eating and can’t sleep anymore. Now I wish I hadn’t told her, because she keeps asking me if I’m okay and trying to get me to get help. I know she thinks that she’s being a good friend but I wish she wouldn’t. This is something I need to get through on my own and all she’s doing is stressing me out and making me feel worse.
Might get some weed in exchange for my easy bake oven; decent deal I guess.