“He’s out there living his life, and I’m over here stress-eating jicama.”
“Oh, did you have a cheat meal?”
Nope, I was eating my feelings. Loyalty had nothing to do with it.
My smiles have been fake all day and now my cheeks, in addition to my soul, hurt.
“I accidentally pushed the wrong button and ordered two pizzas. The good news is that I will probably still be sad and hungry tomorrow.”
I am going to eat my way through the carbs of Grand Rapids.