The Virginity Monologues

I am an anxious girl. I feel stress acutely, directly in my stomach. Between the stresses of the imagined pregnancy and other issues, I have been a mess for the last couple of weeks. On my lunch break, I had a large issue finally resolved. An issue that had me laying awake until at least 2 am last night, unbearably tired, but unable to turn off the Worst Case Scenario cinema that is my brain. I wanted someone to talk to, to assure me that everything would be okay. But at 2 am, the only people talking were the voices in my head, and they are not comforting.

Tonight, I will sleep much better. And food will finally stay in my stomach.