No Time | Tubbo_ |

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Tubbo POV:
It’s been over a month since I last streamed. I’ve talked to Tommy twice and Wilbur
once.

I look at my phone ignoring all the missed calls and unread messages. I’ve been so sad
that I’ve isolated myself from the people I care about most. My parents are never home and I’ve
been skipping my online classes. I can’t even remember the last time I have looked in a mirror
and I’m scared to. I know I’m just a short, pale and extremely underweight dude but whenever I
look at myself, my vision blurs and I feel nauseous because of how incredibly disgusting and
huge I look.

Tommy is my best friend and he doesn’t even know about my disorder, neither does
Wilbur. It’s getting harder and harder to hide considering how nosy they are. My only option left
was to just ignore them all together, but you know how Tommy is.

I saw a text from Tommy and felt a little sad because I missed my best friend. I decided
that maybe it was best to respond to him so he doesn’t get worried:

Tommy
heyyy tubbo!

Tubbo
Hey tommy :)

Tommy
How r you doing, it has been a while since ive heard from you

Tubbo
Just going throgh sum stuf

Tommy
Do you wanna talk about it???

Tubbo
Nahh its alright

Tommy
Ok but know im here for u

Tubbo
:D

He really was my best friend. I don’t think I would be anywhere without him. Sure, he can
be rude at times but that is just Tommy and we love him for that.

I get up from my bed and stretch a bit, listening to all my bones crack. I get a little dizzy,
almost passing out. I felt terrible. I thought for a solid 5 minutes trying to make an excuse to not
eat because I’ve been doing so well the past 3 days, but in the end… I gave in and started to go
down stairs.

I look in the cabinet and find a box of oatmeal. I started making it but slowly started to go
into a state of panic. Eating has been so hard for so long and I’m not sure how to handle this.

I finished the oatmeal and started eating it. A tear or two fell into my oatmeal which gave me a
terrible excuse, but an excuse nonetheless, to stop eating.

I completely zoned out and when I
came back, I realized that I ate over half of the bowl. I started crying and panicking. I almost threw up.
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An hour has passed and I’ve calmed down. I see on my phone that I had a missed call
from Wilbur, he had left a message.

“Heyy Tubbo! It’s Will and I was just wondering how you are doing? You don’t have to call me
back, but a text would be nice. I haven’t heard from you in a while and I’m a little worried. I hope
you see this! Love you!”

I heard another beep to signify that the message is over. I felt bad that I haven’t talked to
him. Wilbur is like a dad to me, he felt more like one than my own.

I send a small text to him saying I’m all good and then turn off my phone. Even though I barely talked today, it felt as if I already drained my energy.

I go to my room and lay down, trying
to take a nap because that sounded way better than eating or talking.