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I threw up this morning.
I haven’t thrown up in SEVEN motherfucking YEARS because of my damn phobia.
I was gonna wait out the wave of nausea but one of the blankets got caught under my head so when I tried to pull it off I choked myself annnnnd I gagged so I went into the bathroom.
I seriously had to gag like twenty times before I actually threw up. I haven’t actually been physically sick in so long my body forgot how to do it.
So I’m just sitting on the damn bathroom floor having a fucking panic attack because I just kept gagging and ugh.
FINALLY I threw up and it was seriously nothing but water. My stomach was such an asshole, that it made me throw up what was supposed to be helping me. I already took a promethezine and you’re supposed to drink as much water as possible.
Nope. Not in this diva stomach.
Okay fine I won’t drink any more water. Fuck you diva stomach. It took forever to fall back asleep. Fucking adrenaline.
I feel bad for Scott. He had no idea what to do. He asked me if I wanted to be left alone because he knows I don’t like people around when I’m freaking out. At least he pays attention right?
I don’t know.. it might’ve been nice to have him there, but I figured it would be over with sooner by myself.
Then he used moms bathroom until I woke up in case I needed ours. He’s sweet, but once I throw up one time I’m done.
I think I had food poisioning though. Like, I had a few glasses of wine, but that’s never been enough to even cause a hangover.
Plus, when we went to bed I was cramping baddddd, but I attributed it to my uterus. And this morning my entire stomach was making all kinds of noises. Which told me I was about to battle a wave of nausea.
Like, I can’t even put up with other people throwing up. I will book it out of that fucking room. Even if someone says they feel nauseous you better believe I will find any excuse to leave. The ONLY person I have EVER stayed around for was Scott. And I was drunk and so was he so I had to hold his hair.
I don’t even know.. I’m just glad its over..
And that now Scotts out getting me food. I love him.
Scott playing Sim tower
Scott: THESE PEOPLE ARE SO NEEDY.
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I’m actually really thankful I get to spend my nights with Scott.
Like, most teenagers are still concerned with being popular or pretty and here I am with a ring on my finger from someone I could NOT see myself without.
And all these girls talk about how they wish they could fall asleep with their boyfriends.
Don’t take little things for granted because they might not be so little to someone else.