fear.

fear. I'm enveloped in it and I can't handle it. My cousin left today after two weeks of nonstop eating and severe lack of exercise. I feel horrible. The going-on two weeks of incurable constipation and extreme stomach pains are freaking me out. No weight loss. I feel disgustingly fat. Three weeks 'til move-in, making it four weeks 'til classes start. I've signed up to rush, so I need to be thin for that. I need to get this stomach bullshit worked out, and soon. Then I need to work out. Everyday. I have to.