We all have gone through traumas that have changed the way we do certain things. A road where you were in an accident that you haven’t driven down since. A song that played during a traumatic event that sends you into a panic attack. Sometimes we don’t even realize we do it. Our brains can be real assholes but sometimes they try to protect us.
I bting this up because i have a lady doctor appointment om thursday. I’m a glutton for punishment because it is at Planned Parenthood. I avoid going to that doctor because of the trauma of the abortion and the horrible months after. But it’s been like, 10 years so I have to suck it up.
I’m not going alone. Angie, my person, is taking me. She was with me then to look out for me and she is still here.
I’ve been so stressed out about it. I just need it to be over. Thrsday is close. Let it be easy. Let me ne calm.
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Borderline 