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Suburban America

Dear T,
You’re gold. These first dates have made me believe in love again. Or rather, that I’m worth love.

But, there’s something we didn’t cover during our small talk and banter. Something I have been dreading to tell you.

I have an eating disorder.

And, oh God, I want more than anything to continue this relationship. But I’m going into treatment in 2 weeks.
Horrid timing, I know.

Will you wait or will you run? I’ll soon find out.