I wrote stuff out. But I still don't know if I'm going to be able to tell her any of it. Maybe I'll just give her the paper. I'm scared to go in. I still have 30 minutes to wait, but I got here early because I never know about traffic (and if I didn't leave my house at the time I did, I would not have left at all). Trying to keep breathing. The flashbacks aren't going away despite trying to ground. I'm not sure how well this will all go.
Pocket riders?