I understand that being open and asking for help subjects me to some ridicule. I'm ok with that. I understand that many people think eating disorders aren't a real "thing." I know that some people don't think I look sick. That's fine. What hurts my feelings is that anyone would think I would steal from my friends, family, and their friends and family. My parents are refinancing their home to finance my treatment. All my savings is going toward treatment. My grandparents are contributing a very large amount. We are trying to get help from the Mormon church. I'm trying to sell my car, a diamond ring, jewelry, my bike . . . basically everything I have that has any value. It KILLS my heart that I'm having to ask for help, but I don't know what else to do. I'm sorry.
I AM still selling baked goods, so keep the requests coming! I promise to fill them as best as I can!Last night I made my soon to be famous Oatmeal cookies for my friend Leslie (who I haven't seen in 10 years! We cheered together in High School, it was so wonderful to see her),
and Pumpkin Chocolate bread. . .
The Pumpkin Bread was. . . well I messed it up. I misread the recipe, so it turned into something else entirely. The chocolate center was less bread-like and more like the consistency of brownies. Seth, Sarah, and Mom gave it good reviews. So maybe it was a good mistake. It will just have to be a dessert bread.
Not going to lie, some of my favorite recipes have come from me messing up on someone elses recipe and having to fix it. Happy accidents. :)
I'm sorry this post isn't funny or interesting. I'm feeling very sad tonight. And overwhelmed. And guilty.
Thank you for sharing my blog with your friends and family. The response has been 99.9% postitive and wonderful. I'm so grateful for that.