Dear Diary,
Another morning and more blood. I knew that it was getting worse, but still I didn't tell Eddie. I didn't want to ruin the time that we had together.It was four o'clock in the morning and I was leaning over the toilet bowl spewing. Tears where streaming down my face as the back of my throat burned constantly.
I made sure that the door was locked invade I woke Eddie. I really didn't want him to find out about this.
After I was finished, I silently crawled back in bed. My whole body was weak and I could barely hold myself.
So even though I truly did regret it I told Eddie once he woke up that I had a headache. He was concern telling me me to rest while we went and made breakfast.
That day we spent most of it inside, watching movies on television.
All that time I was holding back vomit.
I wanted to cry.
Love,
AnnabelSorry about the late update! Just started school again 😑 I'm so happy that I only have one more year left of high school after this... But then I guess there university. Yikes 😩
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