This is the big one for me. I always present a look of strength but inside it's melted Jell-o. I end up feeling trapped and scared. Then I get needy and panicy. And it's all due to going back to work. Why is it that things that others don't feel as being bad, we feel as a huge danger. Red Flag. Red Flag. I feel like hanging a sign on me that says "Road work ahead". I start work on Sunday night. 7 pm to 7am. 12 hours of wondering if I'm going to get it right. 12 hours of knowing that if I screw up, I'm going to feel panic. I'm not sure I can get through this.
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