I finally made my phone call today to the Mental Health Association for housing. Mine and my son's sleeping schedules have been so off, that I've been waking up after they close. Today, I haven't slept. I wish I could now that my son is taking a nap. But I'm going to have to wake him up soon. I'm going to go to the office in a few minutes to fill out an application and find out what my options are. I thought it was the phone call that was the most scary thing for me. Why now, when I should be getting ready to go, so that I'm ready when my ride gets here, am I panicking? Not only am I panicking, but I'm sick to my stomach. I thought for sure I'd be fine after the phone call. It's over and now I'm freaking out so much, I had to lay down. What is wrong with me? 
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