I've been pretty even keeled today but symptoms of my anxiety are getting worse as the hours pass and I'm *this* much closer to what I call a make or break conversation between my sister and I. I thank her for agreeing to talk with me and I pray that the talk turns out to be a positive change in our lives. I love my sister and I don't want to lose her longer than I already have. My heart is in my throat as I write this.