Wow, minute by minute posting....

[rockyorchid]

How can something that makes you feel so happy and weightless also make you nauseous and self conscious and nervous and inadequate and uncertain and frantic and trembly and terrible and horrified?

Logically, I have no reason to feel these things. I have no claim. None. But FUCK it makes me nauseous. FUCK.

And three more days is a long time.

And I have no one to talk to about it.