I haven't eaten. He thinks I'm crazy and now doesn't want anything to do with me. Why did this have to happen? I could have lost all my friends and I would have been okay, but I lost him. Not them. I truly lovehim.

People ask me why I'm not eating. It's the same answer as to the question: "Why don't you want to get hit with this baseball bat upside the head?"

It hurts.