it's funny. i've been thinking the last couple of days that the anxiety has been wearing off. that i'm calmer than i was.
but right now it's 1.30am, and i'm sitting here panicked beyond all belief because i've got a pain in my head that i've convinced myself is an aneuryism.
someone in work took her husband a cup of tea one morning only to find he had died in the night. this could also be feeding my fears.
i'm sure i'm ok, really. but i'm pretty freaked out.