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Stupid psychiatrist! Saying I have some kind of Schizotypal Personality Disorder, believing I have magical powers and all that crap. He thinks I'm crazy. He's wanting to put me on Seraquel, an antipsychotic. I'm not psychotic! What's so crazy about wanting food? If you had to live off of carrot sticks and grapefruit you'd want to magic yourself some food too! I think I'm going write to Harry's friends' mum, mollyweasley. I heard that she was sending Harry food last summer when he was supposed to be following the diet too. Yeah, she'll feel sorry for me ;) I'll tell her how awful my parents are and how they are starving me. Oh well,gotta go now. Mum's going to buy me a new cd player and a new bike today!*sigh* But I still think I have the meanest parents in the world!