Tuesday, 22 March 2011

Worrying.

I constantly have butterflies in my tummy.
Not fun.


All I do is worry, worry, worry.
I wish my head would just be fearless for once.

I'm worried about;

-seeing the mother.
-travelling by train alone.
 -getting the ticket for the train.
 - sorting out my appeal for my benefits.
 -booking an doctors appoinment so I can get my anxiety meds.
-booking a dentist appointment.
 -attending those appointments.
 -going to the gym.

 ...and the list goes on.

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