Me as a nun is hotter than me as a lay woman...I promise you.

I have fasted quite a bit in my lifetime and was forced into even famine for 6 months. I had kicked out brian from our lavish apartment on Davenport and was living the best I could daily, slowly decompensating, never psychopathological, and starving like mad with Jerry for a while until hubby came to get him.  Tonight, God called me to this feeling of hunger and strict devotion. I did not feel like it. No matter that I was unwise, I had a choice. I am not absolutely NOT beating my head over this except as refelctions of what I need to state about fasting I always knew but chose to forget for a burrito....