I awoke with the same chest pain I've been having for a whole week. It never seems to want to go. It seems to be the result from my anxiety and nervousness. I also haven't eaten well since I started getting these pains. Everytime I try to eat something I end up feeling sick and terribly full. I've lost 8 pounds since then.
Because I lost weight, I was quickly surrounded a lot more by my family who showered me in compliments. This made me even more sick to the stomach. Me, who never got to be the center of attention (even being the youngest) was suddenly getting it just because I got skinnier. It made me so mad I wanted to grab their heads and smash them to the wall. But it doesn't matter because they don't know what's coming for them. Oh boy do they know it!
I have seen the light after my pain. I understand my purpose now and I feel amazing.
