Okay, I'm incredibly scared and frustrated. I don't know what to do, but I'm hoping

my story can save someone. I've always loved food. Maybe even too much sometimes. And

by no means overweight, I actually think of myself as quite average. I suppose every

girl wants to be a bit thinner, right? However, a couple of weeks ago, I began to notice

a change in my appetite. The problem is that I work as a chef, so tasting food and eating

is a part of my job description. That day at work, I just didn't feel like eating. Not

necessarily like in a version to food yet, but just a...meh, feeling towards it. I decided

to just trust my cooking abilities that night. Surface went well. We cleaned and I went

home. The next day, I woke up to make the usual omelette I always make. Three eggs, a

little tomato, a bit of chopped onion, and some cilantro. Making omelettes to me is like

an art. When I finished, I sat down to eat it, but something in me just wouldn't let me

start eating it. I had to force myself to eat every beautiful bite. I knew it was delicious,

but I somehow felt very reluctant. I went to start my usual daily chores, but I must

have over-did it at breakfast because I spent the rest of the day puking my guts out. I

even had to call into work. They weren't happy about that, but I didn't want to tell them

I was puking either. And it's not exactly what you want to hear from a chef, right? I

thought maybe I just had one of those 24-hour bugs. I told my work I was sorry about yesterday,

but it was ready to go in now. I know it's probably super wrong that I went into work because

I might have been sick, but at that time I didn't really think much of it, and I can't

afford to miss too many days of work. I possibly probably fired me. That day at work was horrible.

Everything that I tried to taste was just so bland. No matter how much seasoning I added,

it still tasted so bland to me. What's strange is that multiple people complained of over-seesening.

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