Make it all go away

I am so stressed out right now. For the past two days I've been worrying about becoming a young widow. I don't really have it in me to find and post wonderful things. I'm falling apart as well, as my leg is quickly looking similar to my grandma's leg, a not so slow progression over the last year after supposedly (ie. not actually) spraining my leg. I've already changed the length of skirts/dresses I wear because of my leg (and shorts are not an option). Now I'm thinking I should just wear long pants and socks. Sigh. Perhaps this would give me some comfort in the form of wrapping my neck in a comfy jersey hug...

Perhaps not. Maybe later anyway.