  I knew talking to someone about that crappy prof would send me into a spell of feeling horrible. There are just so many powerful feelings that I havent been able to let go of. Still havent. part of me wishes Id kept my mouth shut. Part of me wishes I could stay in bed until surgery. The thought of having him confronted because of me is very very troubling. Frightening. Yeah, Im afraid of him. Yep, I'm going back to bed. 
