I kind of wish I chose to live in Kennesaw in the fall.
I honestly don't know how I'm going to make it a year (at least a year) living at home with my parents.
I'm going to have no life, no friends, my same shitty job, and I'll be watching my dad die every single day rather than 3 days a week.

I don't know what I'm gonna do with myself.

It would be awesome if the past week of my life just wouldn't have happened.
Panic attacks are no fun and feeling the anxiety afterwards sucks too. I'm pretty much just sitting around waiting to have another panic attack...I hate living my life like this. Now is not the time for all of this!! Ugh.

More than anything, just pray for me to get better. I've never felt so sick/not normal in my life. I really don't like it.

I guess people are right when they says stress can mess with your body...In my case, stress is messing with my body real bad, and it's not funny.

Tomorrow is the day.
Dad's big feeding tube surgery.
I don't really know if anyone reads my posts, but if anyone does see this...please please pray.

23 days

23 days till I'm whole again.
23 days till my husband is here.
I can't even stand it.