Rockabye.
I feel so weak and useless. I sit here and cry over my ailment, because they fucking health center doesn't have any GYN openings until the 19th. That's two weeks. Two. Weeks. What's going to happen/change in those 14 days? I don't know. But I'm scared. If only I had insurance, I'd go to a REAL gynecologist, and not have to wait forever to be seen, and given an exam and maybe antibiotics or whatever I need.
I wish I knew what was wrong. I wish I could sleep it off.
I didn't even do anything to warrant whatever this is.
I'm sure it could be nothing. But I freak out over everything, and I start panicing with every little tinge of pain.
Think less of me for bitching and being a big baby over this. I fucking dare you right now.
I wish I knew what was wrong. I wish I could sleep it off.
I didn't even do anything to warrant whatever this is.
I'm sure it could be nothing. But I freak out over everything, and I start panicing with every little tinge of pain.
Think less of me for bitching and being a big baby over this. I fucking dare you right now.