On this day of my birth, I wanted to tell you how much of a little baby I am.
I’m just a little tiny baby girl waiting to get fed and rocked to sleep on the daily.
I am so darn tooting emotional and impulsive like a baby I don’t think it is normal.
If I’m hungry, I get so uncomfortable.
I feel like I just cannot have any normal social interactions until I get some food in my belly.
A lot of times I can’t even remember any socializations when I am hungry or I regret the way I behaved because I can not have normal emotional balance when I need food.
Also, I better get a good nights rest. Because if not, it’s all over for me.
When I am sleepy, oh boy. Forget about it.
I feel nauseas. I feel ugly. My eyes are watery and I can’t see anything. My nose runs when I yawn and I can’t breathe.