So tomorrow, I’ll be going back to Makati to meet up with the squad.
Y’all know what happened the last time I went there. It was awful. It was the worst panic attack in a long time, and that’s saying a lot.
Still, I’m going because apparently one of my friends there need to talk to me about something important.
Shit. I’m trying to relax and be all chill about it, but damn if I’m not scared as fuck right now. Whatever happens, I’m gonna have my Aripiprazole and my grounding object onhand so I’m not gonna be caught unawares.