I’m a scared little girl right now who has let fear of judgment hold her back from reaching out to people making friends. That’s just my feelings though. My actions have included putting effort into socializing.
The connections I established with people this summer may not last. The solutions they offered may not help. I have to do so much to get my affairs in order now too.
I need to write a will, but I don’t know how much I will have left if the targeted therapies don’t work. This also seems morbid, but it’s actually proactive. I don’t think I’m figuring out the pieces of that pie in terms of who/what matters most to me.
I can’t turn my panic into something productive, it’s baby steps instead of fast moves for a while now. But I’m going to face my fears and take a generous serving of whatever is being offered.
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