They called me today to set up the ct scan for my procedure, and what they told me is not good for my rising anxiety. I have never been to this hospital before and my sense of direction sucks on a good day when my anxiety is high it is worse. They do not plan to let my brother into the hospital. I want him there because when my anxiety gets high I can not focus on things well. You can laugh if you want, but I got this image in my head of me being lost in that hospital looking for a way back to my brother like a mouse looking for the cheese in a maze. I can am sure being scared will not help my heart rate a bit.
I just keep telling myself stick with it and hold it together for 2 more weeks and a better life may be just around the bend.
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