Dear Diary,
Im trying my best to protect Billie and make sure she doesn't do anything to harm herself. But its not like I have my own problems too. How the hell am I suppose to tell her that I hate my body image and that I make myself throw up everyday. But to be beautiful and perfect I have to deal with the pain. The scale says I'm 75 but whenever I look in the mirror I see the same person I saw 8 months ago, an ugly pig. I want to tell Billie everything but she is already going through too much with Lexi's death. And I love her, I really do. I never loved anyone as much as I love her and I need to hold onto her cause she is the only one that I have.
~millie
