I had the bad feeling for a reason
I didn't get president.
I also threw up at the meeting. Like I burped, and then I felt like I was gonna be sick. So, I ran to the bathroom, and tossed the one meal I had of the day.
I got VP of Administration though. Still, it's not president. My heart was in my throat throughout the time leading up to the announcement of my defeat. That probably contributed to the vomit. The mix of anticipation, stress, and then the drop of my heart back down to my chest. There also is the feeling of not being good enough to do the job in other people's eyes. Which probably means that I'm not qualified.... Just another let down. Another sting. Another fucking disappointment.
inchoate beatitude
Thanks Leah, for the moral support.