When there's a member of your family who requires alot of attention, it's super hard not to get jealous. As I've said before, my family was focused on Idina and her anorexia. I was about to find out that my friends would be, too.
That first Sunday at church was a glimpse into how I would feel in the future. Suddenly, things changed. People wanted to know about Idina. I got tired of explaining what had happened, but I had to. People cared about Idina, and so they needed to know.
That was when the seeds of jealousy really began to take root in my heart - seeds that I wish to Heaven I'd never planted.