May 16th 2012

Sick

Head aching stomach quaking.

Stomach sick. Not a bug.

GUILT. Shame

What did I do? What did I say?

Replaying the night over

over

over

did I embarrass him? I embarrassed myself

why did I do that? Why did I say that? Why did I drink?

It will all be okay, you didn't do anything wrong, you didn't embarrass yourself

My stomach doesn't believe me. Still clenched up tight as a nut, too tight for food, too tight for sleep, gonna be sick

Gross. I feel icky.

Icky from the inside out. Can't think of anything else, just the night

Over

Over

My thoughts a revolving door with no exit

Gross. Icky. Shame.

Why?