Ikr?

No more planes, highways, roller coasters or... anything for me, anymore.
I go to the kitchen to wash some dishes, I knock over something, I expect some huge chain reaction to either cause a damn explosion, electrocute me, or do something to cave in the ceiling; it's like not even funny sometimes.

I used to do yoga, and they always had me lying on my back (Don't. Even. Say. It.), and I kept fearing the ceiling would collapse or some **** LJKSLKdjt
I also keep waiting to get hit by a bus if I'm riding my bike.
