V-Day
Today was the day. This morning it wasn't resolved, this afternoon it was. After over three months of having to take the occasional anti-anxiety pill to stop being a proactive worrier about this, after an afternoon spent vomitting on myself while driving home because the stress was too much, after countless hours of crying and hyperventilating, after an evening of my mother and David rushing to my side as I spent an hour on the line with a crisis counselor, it is done. The demons are gone and I am free.