It's okay it's okay it's okay I have a frog in my throat I keep thinking about Uncle M being so frail and Gaza And I'm also stressed about taking calls Maybe once I cry and take the first one I'll be okay And I'll be distracted from being sad I'm so scared I don't know why, everyone will be confused too I don't need to be perfect This was the point of this job Facing my anxiety, learning to make boundaries under stress Getting used to talking I'm scared someone will need medication It's okay there are support people and a supervisor It's okay it's okay it's okay I feel like it's selfish to be nervous I have water and a family and a house My training group will be together It's okay |