This book is not going to be particularly interesting. To be perfectly honest, this is my diary, and I'm telling you the story of myself, so as to let out all the stress. I have named this book Schrödinger's diary because I am using it so that I have both told and not told my friends what's wrong with me, and so I'm not lying to them anymore. Names will be changed (internet privacy) but all of the people included are real.
Today was stressful, because today I didn't eat much. I wanted to, but I felt nauseous, slightly dizzy and it was really hard to even put food in my mouth.
So I missed breakfast and lunch.
I went to school and, surprise surprise, it sucked. My friends always end up arguing either with me or each other, and there's always something stressful that's happening. We had lessons, but didn't learn much.
My bus was late to come after school, and my mum called to let me know about my grandads surgery.
I'm worried, honestly. About everything.
I messaged my girlfriend before bed and wrote this, but nothing is helping. I don't particularly like feeling so hungry. I hope my stomach is normal tomorrow.
Mood of the day : scared
