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[branchlimbs]

yesterday i had the biggest panic attack i've had in months

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[calliopealive]

i'm so so glad YOU'RE okay, joy.

[branchlimbs]

thank you, love.

[barkdust]

Thank god you're ok, though. Did you get someone to look at your head?

[branchlimbs]

it's a small bruise, i don't need to go to a doctor for this. i go to too many doctors already.

[stopheartstop]

Your safety is paramount to me, I'm so glad you're still here. Everything will be ok. You might have to take public transportation for a while. I have a vehicle and I take the bus a lot too but sometimes it's cumbersome.

I'm having a panic attack right now as I write this.
You'll get through.
Visions of self-medication dance through my head.

Love you.

[branchlimbs]

i wrote you a letter. i'll drop it off at the post office today. it'll be a bit hard though, i don't have a car. maybe i can post outgoing mail from my apartment?

:(

[gesellschaftoi]

Sounds stressful too. Relax best you can, I'm glad you're taking care of everything.. and especially that you're all right.
*hugs*

[svonnah_la_fay]

Car accidents are awful. I'm glad you're okay!

By the way, do you have a buddy system in place in case you die? I know it's morbid, but everyone should have a friend designated to go online and alert all your internet contacts if something terrible happens to you.

[branchlimbs]

i do not have a designated person to post online when i die. should i?

[theetoanunnery]

Hahahaha oh god. I'm not mocking the idea (sorry svonnah_la_fay, I'm really not), sometimes I think about how weird it is that something could happen to one of the people who live inside my computer and I'd never really know, but jesus, look at us. Who ever thought we'd have to worry about designated internet death-breakers, who ever thought you'd be prompted to ask that question, Joy.

Anyway, I'm so glad you're all right. Try not to take it as a sign from the universe, okay? You've been so fucking strong and proud, don't let yourself be thrown clear of the car and back into old habits. Not everything has to mean something. What happened when you saw the car, what appeared in your head? I've been thinking a lot the last couple of days about my two ridiculous accidents in this last year - a minor incident with a car and a ladder tumble - and all that happened to me was achingly slooooow mooooootion and the flash image of myself lying in a pool of my own blood like in some awful made-for-tv movie. Kind of depressing.

[theetoanunnery]

Or maybe I shouldn't say not everything has to mean something. Maybe I should say we are the ones who get to decide what things mean.