This car wreck is the pitts. I have talked to a ton of people....okay like 10....and every time another insurance person calls, i get sick to my stomach. Really. Then every time I have to drive somewhere, and go through an intersection, a little bit of anxiety surfaces. I just think, if I get hit again. . . and every time Andrew goes somewhere in the car, it makes me nervous too. I can't afford a wreck or the trauma of another one. I hate being a basket of nerves.
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