The only ones who ask are my beautiful, supportive parents (yeh, I lucked out with them). Often I simply ask my Mum to cook for me as I find it hard to do so for myself and she is worried I will stave. Other times I stay with them for company. We often don't chat about how I am it is just nice to not be alone. When I am really bad my Mum won't leave my side (to keep me safe) and she and I talk a lot. Recently I even wept in her presence which I rarely do as I am a private person, but it certainly was comforting. It ended with us deciding I needed to be in hospital as I had a plan to run away from their house and die. Her actions saved my life. I am so thankful.