Goodbye.

Today woke up to the smell of bacon. I was really confused. My mom never makes us breakfast anymore. Everyone is always too busy. I got dressed and went down stairs where my whole family was sitting at the dining room table. We never sit at the table. My mom made me and plate piled with bacon, pancakes, butter, and eggs. She told me that she noticed my strange eating patterns and was concerned. She made a deal with me. I had to either eat everything on my plate or she was taking me to the hospital. I tried to consume all those calories but I couldn't force myself to do it. I told her that I wasn't hungry and everything was fine. She wasn't convinced. She checked me into the hospital for anorexia. Right now I am sitting in the hospital with a nurse watching my every move. I need to stay here for 3 days and then go to a treatment facility for another month. I hate my life. I will miss you ana...