the possibility of this is keeping me from sleeping
and being myself and being calm and collected
as I usually am. I won't show it, never ever,
but I'm so frightened. So afraid. So ... nervous.
I don't even want to know, waiting games suck.
I've never been the most patient person. ever.
Everyday I get a little more freaked out, and I keep
thinking to myself, if I'm right about this, then what's
going to happen? What will I do? What's going to change?
I'm so afraid.
I want a hug.
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