A pasta meal that is quite clearly past it's usable date, but which could have helped stretch out what I did have if I hadn't forgotten it existed. There were also some bagels and other sustainables.
Now I feel like I deserve to feel as hungry as I do.
Not in a third world way mind you; I know I'll be able to eat on Monday.
Feeling very unable to deal with things properly just now; not so much sorry for myself, rather than despairing of ever learning how to live in an even relatively normal fashion. You know; regular meals; sleeping properly; that kind of thing.
Really feel like I don't know what I'm doing, with anything.