Those were the 20 most hectic minutes of my life. Not physically, but emotionally.
Did you know what I did? I called you. And when it became obvious you were hanging up on me I seriously started freaking out. So I called “Michelle” to get your home number. Bloody hell I’d wake up your entire family if I had to.
Michelle was asleep, and didn’t pick up.
I got shit scared then. I kept calling you, but you kept hanging up. 4 minutes had gone by.
I dialed 000.
As 000 was dialing, you finally texted me. At least you texted me.
Thank God you texted me. I had no idea what I would say to 000 otherwise. I don’t even know where you live.
I stayed up until 1:40 in case you wanted to again. You didn’t. I don’t know if you went to sleep or if you just sat up the whole night.
I jumped onto the computer first thing when I woke, just to see if you were okay. You emailed me at 3 am ish. You are okay.
DON’T EVER FREAKING DO THAT TO ME AGAIN! OH MY GOD DON’T HANG UP ON ME YOU CRAZY IDIOT! AT LEAST PICK UP SO I KNOW YOU’RE STILL THERE!
I know you read this.
Take CARE of yourself, dammit!