I didn't think I would be back... I thought I was done... healed... over it... whatever you would call it...
I haven’t been eating much lately. Yesterday for breakfast I had half a box of empty dry macaroni, a bowl of banana pudding for lunch and a half of a chicken salad sandwhich, and a cut of steak for dinner at the Coach’s party, mainly so the win wouldn’t hit me too hard.
Today I bought breakfast from Hardees, and I haven’t touched it, I really just wanted to tea, but knew I needed to eat. I have the sandwhich here in front of me, and I am staring at it over my work, but I have no urge to eat it. My stomach is in knots, and I have no idea why.