It's been a while since I've had one but here I am again. I HATE IT!! I'm pretty sure I know why it's happening, but those dang fears that I've stuffed away in a dark corner of my mind are haunting me now.

This morning, I finally started to admit to myself that the problems my youngest and I are having does bother me. My heart breaks for him because he's going down the same marital path I went down with my first husband. My mind tells me he has to learn his lessons the hard way. After all, he's his mother's son.

(Just felt that coldness go down my legs! My stomach is upset.) Think, Tomi, THINK! That's something else, I haven't been able to think straight all day and I've pulled some real stupid tricks, too! I hate it when my brain doesn't work properly!! The fear? ... a stroke. My ears are ringing. Wonder if my blood pressure is up. Oh, God! Oh, God! Oh, God!!

Oh, HELL!! Someone talk to me!





<font color=blue>"Our doubts are traitors and make us lose the good we oft might win by fearing to attempt" --Shakespeare</font color=blue>