My dad has been sleeping in the living room since injuring his ankle (because my parents' bedroom is upstairs) and he tends to sleep in pretty late... Like, 5 hours later than me. Which means I can't make myself a proper breakfast without waking him up.

My body is still pretty touchy when it comes to calories since I had anorexia for a long time, so the last ~1.5 weeks of missing out on a meal means I'm waking up so hungry I want to cry. I'm doing what I can to eat enough but I can only do so much.

On top of that, I'm in a fibro and migraine flare which makes it hard to make meals in the first place. Anyway, there's not much point to this thread other than to vent because I'm so damn hungry in a way that a bowl of corn chex (the quietest meal to make rn) cannot satisfy.

(I shouldn't have to but I feel the need to specify that I am very privileged in the fact that we have food, plenty of it, and my family is healthy, etc. I acknowledge this isn't a huge deal on the scheme of things. But also, I'm still allowed to be frustrated.)