A baby started crying as soon as we boarded. It honestly seems like something that would happen in a movie about a plane crash- perfect cast and everything. These people seem like they’d die in a plane crash. To be honest I’d probably think like that no matter who I got on a plane with. I took my prozac and some melatonin so I’m not too worried about all that right now. I’d live anyway. 

I talked to my therapist about my morbid worry and I have OCD so this kind of thing isn’t super random or anything. It’s been years since the last time I’ve flown so I was a little concerned. I will share her advice, though: She said that if there was a person who wished the plane would go down they would be like “oh but that would never happen,” and a person who doesn’t want it to go down thinks it’s entirely possible. I think I get what she was saying. It’s just like hmm maybe it’ll happen, but I cannot control that. I can’t just stay in the same place my whole life just because planes make me kinda nervous, ya know?

I’m going to Florida because my mom found out she has a half sister which means I’ve unlocked a new half aunt, which is pretty cool (another thing that’s pretty cool is the flight attendant gave us biscoff cookies). Anyways, I hope she’s normal because we are going somewhere kinda close to Alabama and you know what people are like in Alabama. What if she has questionable opinions? I peeped my mom’s texts with her though and she seems nice I guess. 

We land in about two hours and I’m kind of excited to have a cheeky little drink tonight ❤