Mission accomplished! i got the guts and i talked to my aunt today. She was very understanding, and loving, and just all around awesome. I feel so much "lighter" since i told her. Like some part of me doesn't have to shoulder this burden alone. I made her promise though, not to tell my parents until i feel they can handle it ( right now, there is so much that the family is going through, i honestly don't think they could take something like this). The sad thing is,  is that even though i talked to her, i still could not bring myself to eat anything. I take that back, i did eat. I ate some lettuce with pepper sprinkled on it. The sad thing is, i felt guilty with that little bit that i ate.