Today was one of those days where I wanted to lay in bed all day. Possibly cry. I don’t know. I’m so fucking scared.
I’m terrified to check my voicemail from my doctor’s office.
Goddamn, I am just scared. Times like these, I miss him. More than anything I just want to curl up in his arms, fall asleep on his chest and forget what’s actually happening. Or could be happening. I’m getting ahead of myself.
I just need to breathe. Just breathe. This is what happens when I’m left alone with my 2 AM thoughts.