•When my mom wakes me up at 4 am
•When I know I’m lacking behind in school work but still listening music and watching horrors
•When I’m left alone either virtual or irl
It would be hot, I’d have a headache that wouldn’t go away.
My loved ones wouldn’t be there, but I’d have visions of them telling me that they don’t care about me, that I’m worthless, annoying trash.
The only food that they would serve me would be papaya, goat cheese, cotija cheese, chipotle peppers, and canned tuna.
Emetophobia trigger warning:
I’d have to witness people throwing up in front of me.