Gutty
When I am seriously upset, depressed, hurt, worried, fearful, unhappy, I feel it in my gut, so deep in my gut at times that it can become nearly vomitous. I never quite understood the idea of eating to ease unhappiness, because it's never been something I did. I can't eat when I'm disturbed, nor think, nor trust my thoughts, nor make decisions I should I trust, nor concentrate. I tend to cocoon at times like this, avoid communication. It is the sort of thing that must just pass. It can't really be helped, healed, or aided - it must just pass.