Today was a rough one for me because my pills aren't working (and as my friend said it may be because I won't mentally let them). And packing all my stuff to move again isn't easy esp when your not sure where you are going but you know you have to leave where you are. Then my mom showed up to pick up my med bills (which aren't even supposed to be sent to me) and she decides to tell me how I should run my life and that I need to eat more often but still lose weight. Errr...I'm so frustrated that I don't even have any words to describe it.