Tuesday, June 2, 2015

Paranaoia






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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