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I feel overwhelmed and ill-equipped.
I can't do this.
I can't not do this.

I'm fucked. (Pun not intended)

Dammit, I have a whole goddamn week.

I am so angry. At what? At whom? I'm just fucking pissed.

And sad.

I think it's easy for many people who are pro-choice but have no personal experience with this to think of it like having a tooth removed.

And hey, maybe it is like that for some people.

It's not like that for me.

I wish it was.

For now, I'll just dream of not being me.

(Yeah, I really am fantasizing about that, or looking at fire stairs in a whole new light.)