I literally just cried over the thought of eating. My boyfriends Dad presented me with two Quorn burgers for dinner. The idea of eating made me cry and I ate about 4 small bites. There was butter on there, and that completely threw me.
Luckily, he thought it was because I was stressed and hid the one burger in a plastic bag.
He don't care. I never ate last night either. He just thinks I'm fat and could do with the lost weight.
Fat bitch.
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