Cassandra
"I almost relapsed yesterday," I admit. Although honest, the words practically burn my throat as I say them.
"Okay, let us focus on that. The keyword is almost. What made you stop yourself from making yourself vomit?" Loraine asks me.
I have been seeing my therapist Loraine for a little over a year now. Ever since the night of my father and sister's intervention for me, I have ceased to make myself throw up again. Every Friday afternoon is Loraine's time under the deal I made with my dad.
I haven't missed one appointment.
"To be honest, I am not sure. My mind was kind of everywhere. I just remember sitting there watching a movie after dinner and I felt bloated. The movie I was watching was about a girl that goes to prom and the guy she had a crush on finally sees how beau
