ELEANOR
I drag my feet as I walk to the bathroom. The past two weeks have been the worst two weeks of my life. I’ve cried so much, I was afraid I’d get sick. I didn’t know what Jason meant to me until this betrayal.
I haven’t had a good meal or sleep in days. I spend the whole night thinking about him and crying. I never have the appetite to eat. Amber, Evan, Uncle Jack, and Vivienne try to encourage me to eat, but I don’t see a reason to when all I want to do is disappear from the face of the Earth. I feel so much pain I wish I didn’t exist sometimes.
Stepping into the bathroom, as I pass the mirror by the sink, I look at myself. The bones in my neck are more visible than usual. My eyes are bloodshot and swollen from too much crying. My nose is red from crying and too much sniffing. To
