I hope people feel the weight of my words. | who am I without work, without laundry to be done at 2:00 am because mom doesn’t care enough to do it. I’m going to be 17 in a week and I weigh 93lbs. I want to eat. there’s no fucking substantial food in this house. the last time I ate an actual dinner was 3 months ago in ave maria. I’m consistently running on empty and I go to bed so hungry I start having heart palpitations. how am I supposed to gain weight if I can’t eat as much as I’m supposed to. the lack of food, the lack of cooking, my thyroid med keeping me from eating like I should be, these doctors’ instructions are conflicting with each other and I’m sick of it. what do I even do at this point. I’m on the verge of crying all the time but my eyes are still so dry. I’m grateful my friends get good rest and good food and have free time and are healthy, and at the same time, why can’t that be me.