35.

Now my mom keeps talking about coming for a visit. Chances are it’s not going to happen, but it still freaks me out. I haven’t seen her in a couple of years and don’t talk to her very often, so she doesn’t know how badly things have progressed with my anxiety. I told her not to be offended if I can’t see her very much while she’s here, because it’s probably going to happen. I wish summer was over already.

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