I almost totaled my car yesterday.
I'm a fucking mess.
I don't think I can get through this.

Update: I have to drive back and forth a few times on the turnpike in the next few days, again, including in bad weather (again). I'm still shaken up from yesterday, but I can't say anything because, well, other than my dad and L. , no one knows. L. thinks it's insane that I am not saying anything, and doing it, but what needs to be done and all the coordination and getting people around so we can take turns spending a night at the hospital just isn't doable with car services and taxis.

I don't know what to do. I just know there's a knot in my stomach at the thought of getting back on the damn turnpike again, tomorrow.