Kurt averted his gaze, turning his head to look over at the sink in the corner of the bay. He could still feel that strain in his stomach that came from extensive over-eating and purging. It felt similar to when you did too much exercise and all your stomach muscles hurt... only different. It was the aftermath of his episodes that he didn't like. It was when he started to really feel like maybe he didn't have any control and his resolve slipped on just about everything. It was usually during these windows that his friends managed to wrangle an agreement out of him to go back to therapy.

"He..." '...doesn't know' his mind finished for him, even if the words died on his lips. He hadn't told Blaine anything and he wasn't sure he even wanted to. Blaine was definitely going to think he wasn't worth the hassle once he found out what a basketcase Kurt was. He hadn't discussed any of his past with Blaine and thought of doing so terrified him. "How are things going with that guy anyway? I've hardly seen you lately. It must be pretty good. It better be good, he's rich enough."