Last night was disgusting. I was feeling destructive and emotional so I ate ALL of the Easter eggs I had bought for a friend. Of course I was sick. I can’t really eat anything these days, let alone chocolate. I feel awful. As I stuffed my face with chocolate I felt like I deserved to be sick and like I was eating away at a dying friendship.
Today I hurried down to the shops to see if I could find any reduced Easter eggs but there were none. Well there was one sketchy looking bag of no-name eggs but I figured it’s better to give nothing than to give total crap.
My lack of nutrients, apart from my awful chocolate binge, could be the reason I have bruises all over my body, particularly on my legs. Or else I am thrashing about in my sleep. Who knows. I don’t really care enough to get them checked out but I will keep an eye on them. That sounds ridiculous coming from someone who doesn’t even want to live but I would hate for something to be wrong with me beyond my control. I hate being sick. If I am going to be tormented in any way, it should be self-inflicted.