I SI, I admit that. This and y eating disorder are ruining my life! They get in the way of everything! There’s this boy…God knows why he likes me…so every since I’ve been having him to talk to…I’ve just felt realy nice, I don’t know, like I can try and be normal. Curse loose cuffed shirts…he saw them, he saw some scarss so he pulled up my whole sleeve, I was too shell-shocked to pull away. He gave me the saddest look. And I knew, everything was over. No more great guy, no more secrecy…I am going to talk to him about this…I have no idea where to start..help?