Fear.

I’ve got a counceling appointment tomorrow…8:30 at night. Not happy about it. Going to cancel- going to do something to get out of it. For the love of everything I must get out of it. I might go missing for the night, yes? Hide myself at my friends or say I rang up and cancelled because of [insert believable reason here]. I can’t go, there are all kinds of things that I don’t want to talk about that they are meant to pull out of you. I’m not ready to talk openly, I’m not ready for this! I’ve changed my mind, let me go back under my rock. My warm, protective rock!

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