It's not surprising that something so simple could put everything into perspective like it has. I'm paranoid and I'm scared and I don't know what to do with myself. Any sort of free time I think I have is spent worrying and freaking out. Zack's irritated, probably, at how much I've been talking about it, and it's wearing me thin.
I'm just scared. What if something is wrong with me? What am I supposed to do then? Suddenly everything'll get turned around and swapped...nothing'll be simple anymore.
*sigh* I'm such a mess. I need help...professionally...
