In my hand is a simple letter typed in standard, professional font.

It's not an exam result or a bill. It's not even a form I have to fill out.

But it will determine my foreseeable future.

The clear instructions don't leave room for misinterpretation; I won't be able to say I didn't understand if I make a mistake.

How far off track have I let my life stray, that something so routine crowds my head with worry and endless worst-case scenarios?

My nerves scramble; my thoughts derail.

Uncertainty invites anxiety.

Until doubt becomes everything.