Someone feed me

The one thing we need to do as humans is eat in order to survive. But what happens when you don’t get hungry anymore? When the mere thought of eating makes you sick? What then? Even figuring out WHAT to eat has become too overwhelming for me. I wish I was a newborn again and my mom just decided when to feed me with her boob and I just drank breast milk because it was instinctual and I didn’t have to think about it. That’s something I definitely didn’t know I’d miss. My moms boob.