Sunday, August 8
It's going to be on soon. My anxiety has got a huge grip on me and I've just run out of anxiety pills. Rory has gone to bed claiming he doesn't feel well so isn't even going to be listening, nor can I ring him to discuss it and de-stress afterwards. I know I've done much scarier things before. The first time I flew on my own was awful, I could barely loosen my grip on the arm rest. But that doesn't help now.
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