I feel so sick. So very full. I feel so sick that I’m afraid I might throw up without even trying. It’s Friday night, not even 10pm, and I have spent all day resisting food. And now that I have eaten I feel disgustingly sick.
Congratulations, you are sick. And you could have avoided this by following the original plan.
I hate this feeling so much. I want to cry but I can’t. I want to run but I’m so tired.
I need someone to hug me and say this will pass.
Which is impossible.