Mom: “Why do you always sleep so late? We never see you before 13:30 or 14:00.”
Me: “I just haven’t been sleeping well since we moved. Maybe it’ll get better the longer we’re here.”
If my family knew that I sleep so late to avoid eating for the first 12-14 hours of the day I think they’d be crushed. I’m not sure I could convince my mom that it’s not her fault. That moving to a new city isn’t why I’m depressed, anxious, and losing weight.














