To say I was nervous was an understatement. I paced around my place, phone in my hand.
I had taken Amandla's advice and decided to check out the information she got for me. I did more research on it and found that this could help me. I was a little sceptical about the Impure Regression. What if it happens and I have no control over it?
I don't want Jackson to see that side of me. I don't want anyone to see that side of me. It's best if I suffer, alone. In silence.
But, I've decided to give this a chance. I just need to call Jackson and let him know. It's out of question that I trust him. I do. He's been nothing but good to me.
I just can't bring myself to call him. I'm too nervous. Maybe I should tell him tomorrow. It's already late. He must be busy. I mean, he has a life before me. I
