fear

I finally figured out why my insides are mush, every food disagrees, and headaches have been the theme of the week.
I am afraid.
I am really afraid.
About to apply for grad school, working on a personal statement and a time line to get it all done in.
I have time.
It can be done.
But I am scared shitless.
I talked myself "off the ledge" earlier this evening.
Oddly though, writing about this now, my neck stiffens, my shoulders tighten.

It doesn't help that the economy is in the toilet, and everyone is arguing about what can be done to save it. It's not going to end quickly either.

What have I got to lose? I say in my brain.
A new mantra.