My boyfriend thinks I'm being a bitch right now. The truth is I'm pulling myself out of the depression I warned him about two weeks ago. I'm doing pretty well. last week I had trouble getting the thoughts of the gun to my head and the razor on my arm out of my head. I had to make a plan to stop eating again to get them out. I've eaten normally since Sunday, but my mother heard it in my voice when she called last night. I have to gets stuff together before I visit her tomorrow because she'll know I'm not "tired." She's already exhausted from her own overwhelming responsibilities. He's pulling away because of my behavior but in the i don't think he'll do well if I tell him the truth. If I don't get myself together soon he's going to have enough. In the past, when I've tried to communicate feelings like this I didn't do a good job and made things worse. Better for her to think I'm tired and him to think I'm a childish bitch.