Dear Isobel
I've been writing you for two reasons, and I feel like you should know what they are. One, is obvioulsy because I love you and miss having you here to share secrets with. You are one of my best friends, and I think of you every day... stuff like "Oh, Bel would have loved that" or "What would Bel have said to that? Probably something sassy and hilarious".
The other reason though, is since Mom went into rehab, I've been getting these weird feelings in my chest that tighten my lungs and make my heart race. Kind of simliar to athsma, but less breathing troubles and more chest pain. Luckily it's not on the left side of my torso, so no heart worries :) It scared the crap out of me though; I told Dad and he schedualed me a doctors appointment last week. Long strory short, (you know my problem with tangants) they think I've been experiencing panic attacks resulting from emotional strain. Their recommendation? JOURNAL!
Being the hipster child I am though, I wanted to do it on my blog! I knew you would understand, so I adressed them to you, dearest! So there's a little backstory.
I will post again soon!
Much Love,
~Willow
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