Dear internet, (if you see this please leave a comment)
In march I relapsed for the second time into purging. I don't know when I will see my doctor , and I am so scared, not to be put into the hospial, I am afraid to break heart , I know I will. She has been the only person , who has fought for me, all this time, she even tried to treat my dad.
She got my dad to a wonderful doctor , and luckily she is the best in her field , and she helped to improve his quality of life in 20 minutes. My dad wasn't getting enough meds. ( However , this is just improving his quality of life , but he won't get better . I don't think he will still be around when I take my SAT exams.)
My mom isn't doing well , I can see the once joyful woman fade away infront of me , and lose herself to giref and helplessness.
My grandma is doing a little better , ever since she got her surgery done in March , however her hand still hurts really bad, she is only 76years old , and she is way way to young to die.
I really look up to her , she lost her husband when she was 45 , and she carries incredible strenght. She lives and continues to fight , despite losing the love of her life , way too early. I love going over to her , and gossiping with her, I love gossiping, I am a gossip girl , maybe that's why some hate me.