The morning hit me like a storm.
I woke up before dawn with a violent wave of nausea that nearly knocked the breath out of me. My stomach twisted painfully, and a cold sweat broke out across my forehead. I barely had time to stumble out of bed before I was rushing to the bathroom.
I dropped to my knees in front of the toilet and vomited hard. My entire body shook with each heave. It felt like everything inside me was trying to come out. Tears streamed down my face as I struggled to stay quiet. The sounds I made were muffled by my hands, but I was terrified someone outside the door might hear.
Wave after wave came. I vomited until there was nothing left, and then dry-heaved painfully. My throat burned. My stomach cramped. I gripped the edge of the toilet seat, breathing heavily between e
