BEFORE.
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My gut clenched. One, two, three, four, five . . . And unclenched.
I waited for it to clench again, watching it in the mirror. It mocked me and stayed still.
Ever since I got discharged from the hospital, I have been having sharp pains in different parts of my body. Yesterday, I could hardly move without my kneecaps shrieking in agony. Today it's my gut. Tomorrow it would be my head and then my eyes after that. Sometimes, I would wake up dizzy and disoriented, seeing flashing lights and hearing screams. The screams were mine. I was dying in my dreams.
It was my body, taking revenge on me. I was being punished for trying to kill it, for betraying it.
Food didn't stay in my stomach and urine won't stay for a second longer. The white capsules I'm forced to take after meals s
