A visit to my (now already ex) girlfriend.
I'm not sure why, but I have some serious stomach flipping problems when something's happening. When I arrived to her place to celebrate her birthday, we went on to finish making her cake. Then because some fruit was left, we finished it... But even a small piece of canned fruit was enough to make me feel it was coming.
Next day my breakfast was two rolls. My lunch was a food I ate for like an hour, because I had to fight to hold it in. Then we went out, walked through the city... And after we returned, we made some final preparations for her birthday... Her friends arrived and for some reason I was the only guy surrounded by 8 girls... Which made it even more embarassing. Two bites away from finishing the cake my stomach gave up and I had to rush to the toilet... After I vomited, I could finish the cake with no issues.
However, the next day was no better. I ate two rolls for breakfast and two rolls for lunch. At the evening I went on my way home.... And the gf walked me to the bus stop.
Through the whole weekend the girlfriend had been telling me I had been shaking... But when the evening was coming during the last day, the shaking intensified to the point that I began shaking the whole room. I felt cold and couldn't stand straight. It was so bad that I even allowed my gf to carry one of the two baggages for me (I'm too proud to allow for something like that under normal circumstances), because I had very little stability in my legs. When I got some fresh air though, everything went back to normal... Almost. My stomach still was as shaky as it was... And the only thing that stabilized it was arrival to home... I returned home... And had a huge dinner. First proper meal that stayed inside my stomach in these three days.
Everybody tells me it happens that you vomit. But it happens everytime... Once a friend baked a pie for when we hung out... And I ate a small bite from it.
Well, I guess I should never find myself a girlfriend, otherwise I'll starve to death
