When I get stressed out I chew the inside of my mouth until it's raw and bleeding. I suppose there are worse habits, and it's not as self-mutilating as cutting or something but it does become painful. The problem is I'm not actually aware of it until my mouth is so sore I can barely eat.
And speaking of a sore mouth, I have been suffering from food allergies. These usually manifest themselves by inflamed mouth and throat, racing heart, trouble breathing, headache, and painful backache. Fun, right? I eliminated gluten but it seems the cross contamination in some facilities bother me. This isn't always true though because I ate tortillas last night that were processed where wheat is processed and I didn't react. I'm guessing it depends on how clean the line is by the time whatever I eat goes through it. I also ate this nut bar thing mid-morning while I was sitting in the Casual Bloggers Conference and got so sick I had to go home and sleep it off.
Then when I got home tonight I ate some corn chips, salsa, black beans and cottage cheese. Yes, cottage cheese. It's a miracle food. Let me just say, I found yet another brand of corn chip I can't eat.
It's getting really old.
Maybe I just need to live on hilarious quips and pithy conversation. Or maybe I could live on photos of flowers. Flowers and children. I think I could live on those, or at least on taking them.
So between that and the mouth-chewing stress, my face is pretty sore.
Chewed up tulips are pretty too, right?