I know I have to eat. I know I need to feed the body so the mind stay active. I know I have two boys that need me. Doesn't anyone around me understand that the more they harp on me the less I even want to eat? They all just stress me out and make ne feel like a failure and a child who had to be told to eat. Why won't they care enough to learn how to help me?
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