Eat

One day After My Revelation.
I go to sleep without sleeping pills.
It takes me hours of staring at my ceiling, but I do it.
I still cannot look in the mirror.
However, this time it is for a different reason.
I cannot stand to see the emaciated, skeletal being staring back at me.
One bowl of grits.
Five bites of Jell-O.
Three glasses of orange juice.
My stomach doesn’t know what to do with it all.
I have gained half a pound already.
My mind is happy, my heart is sobbing.