It's days like these when I really wish my emet would give me just one single, measley day off. One day to relax, enjoy myself, celebrate and have an anxiety-free mind...but alas, no. I've woken up with a churning stomach and severe n*, as per. This is driving me absolutely insane, is it really too much to ask to live just one day in the life of a non-emet?!

What a birthday