So much for no more drama. I found out some really... upsetting news about my friend Danny. I found out that she is anorexic and has bipolar depression. Here's how I found out:
In September, Danny hadn't come to school for a week. On the third day she wasn't here I texted her asking if she was ok. She didn't answer me. When she came back she looked horrible; red puffy eyes, bloated stomach, and just looked sick and exhausted. I asked her what was wrong and she said she had the flu and on top of that, was on her period. I'm not one to keep pushing so I said I hoped she feels better and left it at that. She smiled and said thank you and we went on about our day.
In December, she missed another week and when I texted her to see what was up, she didn't text back. When she came back, she looked horrible, just like she did the first time. I asked her what happened and she said she was sick and gave me the whole story. Backing herself up maybe a little too much. I didn't here what the story was because of course the paranoid freak my paranoid parents raised me to be was thinking the worst. She didn't seem very worried so I said ok and that I hoped she feels better. She smiled and said thank you.
Two weeks later in January, she wasn't here again for another week. I texted her and still no answer. When she came back she looked like shit. I asked her what was wrong and she gave me another story. I didn't pay attention cuz it was just as long and drug out as the other story. I just said I hope she feels better. She smiled and said thank you.
In April, she misses another week. Same thing. She doesn't come to school, I text her asking what's going on and she doesn't answer, she comes back, I ask what happened. This time she just said she was sick...? I said I hope she feels better. She smiled. She said thank you.
She hasn't been her for the last week and a half. Last Friday I texted and asked. Still no damn answer. I decided that this is crazy - if you miss over a month of school somethings happening and this time I'm ganna push and I'm ganna find out what the hell is going on. I calls her and she picked up. Here's the phone call:
Phone ringing
Her: hello?
Me: hey it's me... So... What's going on? Are you ok? You haven't been at school for over a week.
Her: yeah... I know
Me: you've done this before and it's freaking me out-
Her: I know I'm sorry I've been meaning to tell you something...
Me: ...ok...? What is it?
Her: I um... I have bipolar depression. And anorexia. I tried to kill myself and I've been at the hospital and at home.
Me: oh...
Her: it's ok. I know, no one really knows how to react when I tell them.
Me: I'm sorry. It's just ... I'm sorry.
Her: it's ok
Me: no... No it's not...
Her: ....
Me: no one should.... Feel so miserable that they need to just.... Remove themselves....
Her: I know-
Me: I don't think you do.
Her: ....
Me: I don't think you know how many people care about you.
Her: ....
Me: watching people close to you go through things like this is a pain almost worse then death
Her: ....
Me: so... Every week you've been gone...
Her: yeah....
Me: just... Just talk to me first... Call me.. Text me... Something... I don't care when... Just call me when ever you need to...
Her: ok...
Me: you probably here that from a lot of people and I get that it must be hard and terrible to do that... but... please.... I don't think you know how many people you hurt when you hurt yourself.
Her: *sobbing* ok....
Me: I.... um.... I - (Me struggling to say "I love you" ugg it makes me cringe)
Her: I love you too.... (her understanding I can't)
Me: I'm sorry... I have to go to soccer practice...
Her: *sniffs* it's ok. Later dude.
Me: bye...
End of call.
This um... Hit me hard. (that's what she said 😂) sorry if I'm being offensive but joking is how I cope with things. She said she's coming to school tomorrow. At first she wasn't ganna pass this school year but the fact she has all "A's" got her to barely pass by. I um.... I'll update Friday. Ant let you know what happens tomorrow. Later freaks ✌️
