i love the blow

i go back to work tomorrow for the first time in months and i'm totally shitting my slacks.
i didn't want to stop working there in the first place, but i was very ill, and the way i left my position was very traumatic, so i feel like i associate the job with how i felt when i left, and i don't want that to become some fucked up trigger.
but it can't be all bad, becasue at least they took me back, right?
like they couldn't live without me. naturally.
and now i'll know what to expect. it won't be anything new to me. i already know the job, and actually, i was really good at it. my sales were the highest and i only said swears to customers every other day.
my biggest concern is the customers. the people. shampoo don't talk back, but bored houswives do, and that's what gets me nervous. fuck them. i'll just say as little as possible, so they have very little to say back to me.
girls, i gotta go to bed early for my big day. also, i should try to get rid of the anxiety diarreah.