Love to eat fucking homemade fried chicken only for esophageal spasming making it impossible for me to swallow. I WORKED to make that fucking food, if I have to throw it up it defeats the fucking purpose of EATING it

So now I'm sitting here in the bathroom waiting for my throat to pick a fucking direction, up or down. This always happens when I eat too large a bite. Fucking sucks.

As I was writing this it chose down. Yay. I get to swallow my fucking meal. Good.