Today, I'm going to the doctors. Funny thing about that - I'm petrified of going. I'm that kind of hypochondriac who likes to pretend there's nothing wrong with them, and avoids the doctor AT ALL COST.
It's warm weather today, too. I have a fear of being stuck in warm weather and fainting. Awesome.
I'm not feeling well, either. I have a fear of throwing up in public. Double awesome.
I've ran out of chewing gum, too. Something that helps me with the so-called "nausea".
I'm so tempted to ring up and say I can't make it, but I know that will never help me in the long run. Urgh, I just wish I wasn't so afraid because I don't want a panic attack. I just have to think of the relief talking to someone will bring me... hopefully. I'm gonna do this.