Update.

I'm 131lbs. My uterus is vomiting blood. This morning I vomited due to too much weed on an empty stomach, the first time I've ever tried it.

I have a headache. I'm fat.

My best friend has told me I'm now too much for her to deal with, and has cut me from her life.

I'm going to be kicked out soon - if not I'll just leave. I can't take my mum's bullying anymore. 

And I still think that death would be a much easier escape. But I won't be weak: I'll be strong and thin, and show the world that no matter how many times they kick me down, I will defeat them.