What a couple of weeks it's been. From suffering with extremely high anxiety, to coming down with tonsillitis to ending up in the ER because I couldn't breathe. A few more days of rest and hopefully I can get back on schedule with my writing because if I know one thing for sure, it's that my writing helps with my anxiety. As I was trying to find someone to get me to the ER because I couldn't drive, you know who stepped up without a hesitation? My ex. He dropped everything he was doing, rushed to get me, drove me to the ER then stayed with me holding my hand the whole time because I was scared. Not sure what I would have done without him because he was my rock. We're still trying to figure out why we're apart, I know my heart is without a doubt still with him and I know he still cares for me. But I'm sure that's a post for another time. Has anyone every had weeks like this were they don't know if they are coming or going? But I can tell you one thing for sure, I know who I can depend on.