I didn't think this storm would be too bad, despite all the hype. I wanted to just shrug it off and live my life, work on some dubs, get ready for one of my favorite holidays.
But last night, when I realized it was here, I was having trouble breathing, tears threatening my eyes, fears encircling me. A panic attack, I believe. I woke up and it was gone, I felt fine.
I then started to worry not about me, but 1. The most stubborn person you'll meet when it comes to leaving his house, even if it's for safety reasons and he's being forced to evacuate. The jerk and his family are still in their now-flooded house, being attacked by this storm. I cried several times due to worry, something I don't think I've done in over 3 years. But he keeps assuring me that he's alright. Several times today he texted/PMed me just to say he loved me, and I'm not sure he knows how much that means to me. I hugged the phone so tight my hands were cramping, only wishing that he was with me, safe, so we both didn't have to worry so much.
The wind is howling outside. Already I've witnessed several trees come right out of the ground, the power has gone out several times, and seen my street turn into a river. There were pictures of LBI(Where 1's family and a few other close friends live) where the waters were high enough to boat across, waters high enough to reach the middle of traffic lights, and it terrified me. Just now an ambulance drove down my street. I'm having trouble breathing again, and I believe I'll be kept awake with fear as I listen to this storm wreck the street.
I'm scared out of my mind.
For my love.
For my friends.
For myself.
