Pain in my ass
So the day is almost here. Tuesday, May 26 I'm going to have my surgery. I'm freaking out and scared, because OMG WHAT IF I DIE WHO WILL TAKE CARE OF HALEY and similar thoughts. I know it's silly, and millions of people have been put under anesthesia before and they don't die, but I'm still a little terrified. The Reed City hospital is where I was in 1999 when I went to the "repairative therapy" (trying to cure me of the gay), and I remember being on my knees crying and begging them not to send me there because I knew what would happen, so I'm a little worried about having flashbacks or panic attacks. Plus I'm scared I'll die. So I'm trying to be calm but inside I'm kinda freaking out. If I die, its been awesome being friends with y'all.