465.
Changelingbread.
All its fault.
Grilled cheese and tater tots.
There's a party this weekend.
A birthday party.
Which means cake and sweets and destruction.
I can't skip out. I've been waiting to see everyone all in one place for ages.
I'll say I ate a big meal...I'll take appetite suppressants to make me nauseous....I'll...
It won't work.
These are the people that watched me every day at lunch as I huddled up and didn't take a bite.
Everyone who watched...Everyone who knew....
I'm scared to see them.
I'm scared to know what they'll think when they see me not eating.
I'll eat as little as possible, exercise as much as possible until then and try to eat normally.
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