So much has happened since I last wrote. Let's see...I went out for coffee with a friend, blew up at her sobbing and crying about Ned and food and how I just felt so fat. She was awesome about it as always and hugged me which suprised me for some reason. Her and Ned are the most important people in my life, I don't know what I'd do without them, honestly.

I woke up and had lost weight, got happy about that. Had a really stressful morning with my mom and sister, I missed my bus. Went home and binged and collapsed into bed. Refused to get up. Ended up getting up anyway and going to school.

So I did a speech on myself to my theatre class that day (yesterday) and ended up sharing way more about this eatiing disorder stuff than I wished I had. I'm terrified. Went home and binged at like midnight and went back to sleep. Woke up at noon today and missed school. I fed the kittens with my mom, she's taking me to the doctor in an hour to see about my anti-depressants which still don't seem to be helping.

So that's how my past two days have been. Kind of uneventful.
It's getting old, I just want to sleep.