The thought of food is making me sick at the mo and I just had to get through a massive dinner my mum made and I felt like I was going to be sick with every mouthful. I didnt eat very much and got a look of disapproval when I pushed my plate away. Its easier when I'm staying at mine because I only have to eat when I can face it. I wish food wasnt the enemy. I long for the day when I can just eat and not think about how much I hate it.
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