It is 7 in the morning. I actually woke up at 4:30 but I FORCED myself back to sleep. YES I DID. At this point I have no choice but to accept that whatever happens, happens but my stomach is churning and my heart has been beating so strongly that it's kind of painful now. I hate the thought of being back on campus. Having to walk around, all those people everywhere. I haven't been outside all week. The furthest I went was last night to go to the laundry room. I've really been backsliding. I'm scared to even look at people again. My mom sent me an encouraging email this morning and I am practically memorizing it. 8 more hours. I'm really dying.
