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.