"you haven't been eating," the doctor says. she frowns at me, "how much do you weigh?"
"50 kilos," i say. give or take a few.
no use being truthful. it only makes them worried.
amanda fusses over me, trying to feed me maple walnut ice cream. i have a little, but i don't want anymore.
i don't want to eat. this scares me.
i don't want to relapse.