Upset

Has been a while since things have gotten to me.

Met David after work at the pub yesterday and was feeling quite ill. He asked what was wrong and I said it was just the usual sick feeling. Lunch was stuck in my stomach and a beer felt like it was burning along with the lunch. Then started crying a bit about it right out of the blue. Just a few tears no sobs or anything, but it surprised me. Said I was sick of feeling sick, and that I spend half my fuckin life battling against wanting to throw up. That I was just over it.

David was so understanding. He feels sick a lot in the mornings too so understood a lot about it. Was going to spend the night at mine but as I was upset he wanted me to stay with him.