not even to sound like a bitch, but dinner in my house just pisses me off. i know it is probably my fault for being so picky, but if i eat something i don't like i literally get so sick to my stomach that i puke. and they only ever cook foods that they know i hate, always. and like whatever, it would be fine, except that when i ask them to buy specific things for me, they get mad at me, and rhonda intentionally buys the wrong thing every fucking time and there is never anything simple here like sandwich stuff that i can always make for my own so i just end up eating like snack food and staying fucking hungry forever. or i could use my lunch money (which is almost never enough anyways) and get something, but then, i'm hungry at lunch time. and i'm just so jealous of how i was last year and for how long i could go without eating without even noticing.