My best friend and I made plans to hang out tonight. When she finally got off work and was on the way to get me, I got a text saying that she was bringing her boyfriend along. Because that's just what I wanted, to be the third wheel all night.

He stared at me during dinner as he shoved a giant burger and fries down his throat. I picked at my salad awkwardly and dipped the fork in dressing between bites. My friend is used to this, but her boyfriend gave me looks like I was a freak.

Afterwards I went outside to smoke. He thinks smoking is a disgusting habit and made my friend quit. I was hoping to go out alone, but they both came with and he just kept giving me dirty looks the whole time while I was trying to enjoy my cigarette.

He tried to pressure my friend into ending the evening so they could go home together. When she wouldn't agree he demanded to be taken home immediately. He told her not wake him up when she got in later.

We went to the dollar store after dropping him off. My friend had to go to the bathroom and I used the opportunity to hide a couple boxes of laxies under the low cal cereal and buttery pan spray in my basket. The cashier was careful and discrete when she handled them so my friend didn't see what they were.

We couldn't think of anything else to do that didn't require a lot of money so my friend brought me home. The car was stopped in front of my building and she said I love you, please get better. I said I'm trying. She said I'm glad you're trying, please get help. I lied and said I would. I wanted to tell her that she should get help too because she always dates manipulate assholes and it makes me worry. But I kept quiet and hugged her and got out of the car.

I came inside and put away my groceries and popped some of the little yellow pills. Can't start tomorrow's fast properly unless I clear out the sins of today.