This has to end.
Soon.
Sometimes.
I have a hard time breathing.
And I know.
I'm doing it to myself.
My stomach hurts.
You know that feeling?
Sadness has overcome your stomach.
You have no control.
You feel so empty and deserted.
It scares me.
The no food and too much booze diet.
Is giving me shits.
I feel 100% gross.
And terrified of being alone.