Anxiety

I can't do this. I can't.

Of all days, of all the many, unimportant, mundane days to chose from, it was today.

My fucking wedding and I'm stuck in the changing room like a stage frightened little child. I couldn't calm down. This was a huge thing. Living your entire life with someone. Sharing everything. It was terrifying and everything was coming down and I couldn't breath right and the tears won't stop and I feel awful cause it's probably messing my make up, smearing it this way and that.

But I had to do something.

There are people out there, waiting for me. Waiting for my answer.

Oh god.