While I'm feeling better, I'm still feeling very jittery. I wish I didn't even have to get in a car, but I did earlier. Mostly I just stayed inside my home today. I didn't even feel like hanging out by the pool...something I would normally do on a nice, sunny day.
xh is letting me drive his car tomorrow. I'm not sure what I'm going to do in the long run, but I'm trying to take this one step at a time. Tomorrow I have a vehicle. I may rent one for a couple of weeks, but I don't get paid until Monday. And I don't have any credit cards.
I actually did manage to drive for a few minutes this evening. Just taking the car from xh's apartment to mine. All of five minutes, but I was in tears by the time I got home. Great. I kept seeing a black car in the corner of my eye...
I'm not sure how I'll handle rush hour traffic tomorrow. It's not an easy drive to work. I'm dreading it. I know I'll be fine...I know it'll pass...but I'm still pretty worked up.
And I'm incredibly sensitive. I'm wound so tight, anything xh says I'm taking extremely personally. I feel so very, very defensive right now.
I still don't know what happened to the other driver.
