I asked you if you had an opening yesterday. You didn't respond. I sent a novel of un-readable, all over the place, didn't make sense texts. You responded. You were busy. You are good at your job, you have a lot of clientele. I know I'm not the only client. You believe in me that I'll get through this and that I know enough to get through it. Except I've never been in this dark of a place before and I don't know how to handle it. I'm scared. I've said I was scared before but I mean it differently now. I'm terrified. . I wish I could see you today, I'm sure you'll want me to text you today but I won't. I can't. I'm too embarrassed about yesterday, besides what would I say? See you tomorrow, if I show up.