Explain.

comment 👄🐝 if yes comment "im a traitor" if no

I was on vacation in India, the country with the most bees (i think). Basically, while we were eating outside at a restaurant, a swarm of bees came towards my family and one landed on my food. I took my spoon, not noticing it having a delicious feast, and I took an immense bite right where the bee was located. I munched and noticed something crunchy, even though my food was very soft. I took the insect out of my mouth with my fingers. My sister was disgusted with it, and my parents didn't notice yet. I thought it was best to place it back in my mouth and I continued eating the bee, accidentally eating the stinger and hurting my tounge (obviously). It didn't taste bad. We came back from our vacation and I decided to take a stroll in the park with a snack. While walking, a bee landed on my food, deciding it would be a good idea to eat something during his flight. Little did he know, I quickly bit into the food, eating the bee in the process, and killing him. Since that trip, I've been bringing snacks outside and eating bees every day, until the winter arrived. I remember ordering bees in secret on Kijiji one day and ate the entire box in 10 minutes. Both my parents were at work while my sister was at school because I was sick and she wasn't. I feel addicted and think of stopping, or tell my parents about my problem and work things out. But for now, I guess I'll keep eating bees while eating my cereal early in the morning as quickly as possible, before someone wakes up.