June 2,
I got out of the hospital yesterday. You told Luke and Calum that I fell. I'm happy you did. I didn't want pity from them. I don't want it from you either though. You make sure I eat enough now because the doctor scanned me with anorexia and bulimia. You don't even let me sleep alone. You always make me cuddle into your side and it's been comforting. At the hospital you even laid in my bed with me. I love you so much Michael. But you never love me back.
