Waking Up In a Panic

I dreamt of food last night. I had eaten three quarters of a flump and I popped the last bit in my mouth without a thought before heading to the shop with my mum to buy bits for a picnic and then it hit me that I had eaten and I instantly regretted it. I woke up in a panic. Was it real? Had I eaten? I was shaking, full of fear and total panic.

I hate this illness, sleep is not even an escape from it anymore.

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