If you are a girl who likes girls please reblog this
I would be lying if I said I wasn’t nervous.
No I’m not scared. This isn’t something that jumped out at me and made my heart skip a beat.
This is nerves.
This is anxiety.
This is something that has been screaming in my head.
My heart says you’ll be fine.
My brain says otherwise.
Have I ever told you I hate hospitals?
I do… I hate them. They scare me. People go there to die.
And now there you are, all alone in that hospital without me.
How do they expect me to go to work like this?
My hands are shaking
They are fucking shaking uncontrollably and I can’t get it to stop. And I can’t get the thoughts to stop. They won’t stop. They are there. In my head. And won’t get out.
When I was little and I didn’t want to remember something I would imagine a giant eraser wiping away the thought.
But I’m not a kid anymore.
I know how things go now.
I’ve learned people are liars…. Yah
They say oh yah she will be just fine.
Fine? Fine?! You think she is fine….
Last time she almost died. And all you had to say for yourself is “whoops”.
I don’t think you understand death SIR!
When one person dies, it can kill a whole family.
Maybe not physically but definitely mentally.
And quite frankly I don’t need any more emotions today, thank you.
Please just do your job right.
I don’t need to be sitTING HERE SCARED FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE!
I’m not scared.
You’ll be okay.
You promised you’ll be okay…