I think they all think I'm sick. I'm not sick. I'm just not hungry...Or at least that's what I tell them. It's okay though. No one stares yet. Only a few pounds. They don't realize it's really 21. They don't have to. It's okay though. Ana shall be my friend. We'll walk hand and hand forever. She'll love me. I'll love her. We don't need anyone else.All Rights Reserved