ohmygoodness

This isn't working out for me at all. I'm watching you be with her. I hate it. I cry more and more. But I need to stop. I'm holding on way longer than I should. I'm so fragile right now. I'm frightened that I won't make it through another day. My parents isolated me from all my friends thinking that would help me, but it didn't. I refuse to eat because I throw up any time I do. I'm a mess. God, please help.