My appointment to get completely out of treatment is in five days.
If I don't pass, we don't get to move because my treatment team is here.
I have to lie. I can't be so selfish that I ruin my family's life.
Last night, I got into a fight with my mom. She told me she knew how much I'm eating (200-300 calories she says), because she found papers with it written down. I'm fucked. I told her I was okay and she accepted it.
Haven't eaten yet. Maybe soup later (54).
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