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hi

im mentally ill

and writers block is killing me to the point where thinking abt writing makes me nauseous 🙁🙁🙁

So it seems since July I would talk about the pain and nausea around the , 12th 13th, 2nd or 3rd.

I don't even know what doctors to see. I see the ENT on the 20th

and welcome back to todays round of “am i nauseous or am i hungry?” in this episode we will attempt to eat some late breakfast. let’s wish our contestant the best of luck on their mission.

Clive gets his shoes ruined too!

Clive: please clean up the vomit with your tongue.

Tack: hell nah!

*clive punches tack's tummy*

Tack: I don't feel good too.

Tack: 🤢 I think i- 🤮 🤮  🤮 🤮 🤮 🤮 🤮 🤮  🤮  🤮 🤮 🤮 🤮 🤮 🤮 

Clive: now my shoes got ruined!

Tack: *coughs*  🤮  🤮 🤮 🤮 🤮 🤮 🤮  🤮  🤮 🤮 🤮 🤮 🤮 🤮  🤮  🤮 🤮 🤮 🤮 🤮 🤮  🤮  🤮 🤮 🤮 🤮 🤮 🤮  🤮  🤮 🤮 🤮 🤮 🤮 🤮 

Clive: *bleep* you twerp!

Tack:  🤮 🤮 🤮 🤮  🤮  🤮 🤮 🤮 🤮 🤮 🤮  🤮  🤮 🤮 🤮 🤮 🤮 🤮  🤮  🤮 🤮 🤮 🤮 🤮 🤮  🤮 🤮 🤮 🤮  🤮  🤮 🤮 🤮 🤮 🤮 🤮  🤮  🤮 🤮 🤮 🤮 🤮 🤮  🤮  🤮 🤮 🤮 🤮 🤮 🤮  🤮 🤮 🤮 🤮  🤮  🤮 🤮 🤮 🤮 🤮 🤮  🤮  🤮 🤮 🤮 🤮 🤮 🤮  🤮  🤮 🤮 🤮 🤮 🤮 🤮 ugh.....

Tack: *cough cough* now me too?

I’m… torn. You see, last month I took a trip to New York City for my coming of age birthday and while I was there I ate food from a street vendor and immediately got sick and threw up. Since then, I’ve been feeling nauseous whenever I eat something. I lost 8 pounds just in the first week/week and a half/two-weeks-ish(and I was skinny before that, I haven’t weighed myself since). The size of my portions are pitiful. I dread eating in public. I can’t stand the smell of food after I eat, it makes the feeling worse. This past week, I’ve taken to skipping breakfast entirely. I love food. I love the taste, I love the texture, I love it! But now it makes me sick and I can’t enjoy it as much. This whole ordeal would be entirely bad if not for one thing. My body. I’m beautiful. And yeah, I’ve told myself that I’m beautiful before but now I feel like a fucking goddess. Like. All the time. My reflection has become what I wished it was when I would stare in the mirror before taking a shower a few short months ago. I’ve been subtly admiring myself in every mirror I walked past. I’ve been wearing crop tops out with no jacket when before I couldn’t leave the house without a jacket wearing an oversized T shirt. So today I skipped breakfast on purpose. I couldn’t bear losing my newfound silhouette. I don’t know what to make like this. I look like a fucking Victoria’s Secret model and I feel like one too, but I also know I’m doing down a very dangerous path. I feel like I’m being stupid. Skipping meals is BAD. I know this, I know everyone else knows this, I KNOW this is wrong. And to reiterate, I LOVE food. Food is yummy. Yay food. So I’m at war with myself. It seems like there’s only one or the other(chronic pain says I can’t have both, I couldn’t eat the breakfast and exercise it away). I don’t want to develop an eating disorder. Hopefully that never happens. I know the hell that it puts your loved ones through, I’ve suffered more than a bit helping a friend. As it is, I’ll skip breakfast tomorrow.

I'm so nauseous I'm so nauseous I'm so nauseous

I'm so nauseous huuueeeegghhkkkkk