YALL THE BUTTERFLY RING?? IM ABOUT TO PASS OUT.the drive home from the doctor office was silent and stressful. as soon as we got to New York Lisa collected her car, explaining how important it was that I got my medication sorted as soon as possible.
I know everyone has been finding it hard to deal with my mood swings, especially because I can't control them.
I'd left billie asleep on the bus when we arrived, she'd been up all night talking with me and she needed her sleep.
she doesn't have another show until Friday so hopefully I'll be able to see her again soon properly before then.
I'd been given a new medication, luckily my health insurance covered it all, as well as my work visa so I didn't have to worry about costs.
the medication was going to get some getting used to, but I didn't need to take the anti-psychotics anymore.
"are you okay?" lisa asks me and glances over to me while pulls up outside my apartment building.
"yeah, i'll call you in the morning before the meeting, okay?"
"i'll pick you up, this meeting is so important gabby, if you don't want me going anywhere, i'm here"
"lisa" i sigh "i'm so scared" i whisper
"there's no reason to be scared, you've got me, you've got billie and you're about to have a whole team by your side"
"my life is about to change"
"we knew this" she reaches over and takes my hand "you've got this"
"thank you for everything" i breathe, wiping the stray tear fallen from my cheek.
i hug her over the car console and open the door, grabbing my suitcases and quickly rushing inside, just in case someone notices me.
bambi
I've got some new meds
I miss u already
can't wait to see you again soon
bubyou didn't say goodbye :(
you needed to sleep love
and don't forget you can come to the
apartment anytime
just remember caralike I could forget
I can't kiss you or cuddle you
or sleep with youonce Lisa lets me know when all
of the meetings and shit are, I'll
look at your schedule and try and
come to your hotelplease 😩
I can't bare not seeing you alone
for a whole ass week
I'll go insaneditto
I love youI love you more
come to the apartment
I'm opening my packages
you might like some of the
shit I bought
YOU ARE READING
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