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I feel like I'm about to puke.
I had 1/3 cup of liquid egg substitute and a teaspoon of mustard for breakfast. Yes, it's gross, but that's not why I feel so sick. My whole fucking family is here, everyone's yelling at everyone (especially my grandma at me, as that is the default), my uncle called me a cunt, my cousin who is only four months older than me and has more tattoos than all of Shoreline combined plus nipple rings that he's showing off in front of the little kids... well he just pisses me off in general.
I guess it's the stress level? I think I might be better off if I tried to eat some of this massive dinner before puking, but then I'd be all "whee, bulimia" and I'm really not interested in developing that disease. Eh, I don't know.
I've been eating 70-150 calories per day for the last few days (yesterday it was more like 350... meh) and it's plenty. I don't even get hungry. This uber-vitamin supplement that I'm on might be helping (Kroger Prenatal Tablets). Today I've just had the eggs, and I don't think I'll need any more; especially since the thought of this carbalicious shit and starchpiles makes me sick as it is.
Maybe I'll just have some salad...
In any case, I've retreated to my room, where I'm composing this, because I can't stand any of these fucking people.
Except my aunts, and it's actually my aunt's birthday party... but they're all too full of bullshit and anger, and I just don't want to be around them.
I had 1/3 cup of liquid egg substitute and a teaspoon of mustard for breakfast. Yes, it's gross, but that's not why I feel so sick. My whole fucking family is here, everyone's yelling at everyone (especially my grandma at me, as that is the default), my uncle called me a cunt, my cousin who is only four months older than me and has more tattoos than all of Shoreline combined plus nipple rings that he's showing off in front of the little kids... well he just pisses me off in general.
I guess it's the stress level? I think I might be better off if I tried to eat some of this massive dinner before puking, but then I'd be all "whee, bulimia" and I'm really not interested in developing that disease. Eh, I don't know.
I've been eating 70-150 calories per day for the last few days (yesterday it was more like 350... meh) and it's plenty. I don't even get hungry. This uber-vitamin supplement that I'm on might be helping (Kroger Prenatal Tablets). Today I've just had the eggs, and I don't think I'll need any more; especially since the thought of this carbalicious shit and starchpiles makes me sick as it is.
Maybe I'll just have some salad...
In any case, I've retreated to my room, where I'm composing this, because I can't stand any of these fucking people.
Except my aunts, and it's actually my aunt's birthday party... but they're all too full of bullshit and anger, and I just don't want to be around them.