Breathe breathe breathe breathe

[brightrosefox]

By the way, if I say anything extremely weird that seems too weird even for me, it's because I am doping myself with Klonopin to keep from screaming my face off. Because tomorrow. They want us there thirty minutes early. And there will be a judge. Who will judge how disabled I am. And despite everything everyone has said, despite every wonderful assurance and word of love and hope, I am still terrified, horrified, petrified, and really not in my head, I can't make it stop. I hope the judge is a good and pleasant judge. Wait, wait, here comes some more screaming. I'm going to push it down and write a short story instead. A short story about a girl trapped in a crystal cave where all she can see are twisted reflections and how she must break free or lose herself. I don't want to be scared. I want to be okay. I know I will be okay no matter what, no matter what, no matter what, everything will be okay.
BREATHE.