This has nothing to do with One Piece. You've been warned.

So much for the end of bitchy entries in this journal. So thanks to a few friends with huge mouths, most of my friends here know about the eating disorder I had last year. And these "friends" refuse to admit to telling people about it and keep trying to blame the other one, even though I KNOW both of them talked to people about it. When details are floating around are things I only told one specific person, it's a little obvious.

Mainly I'm sick of both extremes. I'm sick of people constantly saying "Oh you look so pretty! And Skinny!" as though they have to reassure me that the 20 pounds I lost aren't back. I'm sick of people who know saying things like, "Trying to gain the Wittenberg 15 already, eh Cat." I'm also tired of people who think that they're doing the right thing when they asked how much I've eaten, if I've been overexercising, or even coming into the bathroom if I decide to redo my make up because they were wondering if I was "ok" since I was taking so long.

Thanks a lot guys. I KNEW this would happen if people found out. I told you guys to keep your mouths shut, you promised to keep your mouth shut, then you have the nerve to lie to my face about breaking it. Thanks a fucking lot.