... With reason.
My housing is up for "yearly recert" today, even though I've not been here but six months. This makes me paranoid and anxious. It doesn't make sense I'd have to go through the process again after six months but I gotta follow the rules or go sleep on the street, even when they aren't following the rules. I don't want to leave this building because I like it here. I feel like it's "MY HOME" and not "our home" or "their home." It's in ninety minutes and I know it should go ok but I'm freaking out anyway. I did get a good sleep in last night, wrapped tightly in my covers, but woke up 2.5 hours before the meeting so I had plenty of time to have a giant anxiety attack. I turned on Ren and Stimpy so I would hopefully distract myself but it's not working well. I'm trying deep breathing and I know yoga is later on.
The looming and growing depression cycle isn't helping me here either.
I'm so worried I'm shaking. I want to go ride my bike but I know better than do that in this condition.