My mom knows. As she and the rest of my family stuffed their faces with ugly, calorie filled snacks, I quietly sipped my tea. When we were left alone, she told me,
"I know you're starving yourself again." she warned.
I don't know what to do, I don't want to go to the hospital, it's the most horrible place in the world.
Now I'll have to eat on the plane, purge it all up and wait until we arrive to do as many sit ups as I can manage, and then some.
I do not want to purge. I hate it, I hate it so much.
Wish she would just leave me alone. Not a good day.
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