For whatever reason, my anxiety always peaks first thing in the morning. Sometimes it's so bad I can't even get out of
bed. I feel like complete shit today. I just want to fucking die.
My petite Asian escort puts her arms around me and asks whether we can get breakfast delivered. I can't eat when I'm
anxious. Sometimes I throw up on an empty
stomach, just vomiting mucus. Just thinking about eating makes me nauseated.
I tell her where my credit card is and let her order whatever she wants. I don't care how much money she spends because I have
billions of dollars. I am the CEO of a successful company. You might have heard of it.
It's called Protein Monster.