what the fuck have I done to myselfI got this in the mail today.
I'm scared and I don't want to know what's wrong.
Though, it does make me lose a bit of confidence that the community health center can't spell mammogram correctly.
I called to make an appointment and they scheduled me for June 30th, so I can't be dying, right? They wouldn't make me wait two weeks if I as dying.
I've finally damaged myself enough so that the pain I feel inside is physically visible to others.
It's real, and now I'm scared.
Edited: I've added the anxiety workbook and mp3 to the sidebar. I'll change it weekly. If you miss one, just email me.