please what am I to do when I *want a salad but so many friends and family want me to eat a pepperoni roll and while it's not the healthiest decision for me, I feel as if the people around me, won't love me if I don't eat the pepperoni roll then of course, what is best for me doesn't matter anymore because even though the salad and its family of veggies loves me, I need to feel loved *even if it is fake by everyone and by choosing salad I feel guilty and worst of all unloved..
Yeah this is a true story but using food to represent some things in my life to avoid any conflict. No names have been mentioned, I just had to vent through my writing