I towed her away from the edge for my own peace of mind. “We’re trapped. We’re stuck up here.” I could feel the panic rising in me, and I hated it. I hated myself. The anxiety that had reared its ugly and inconvenient head when I found out my whole life was a sham rushed back, socking me in the chest with the force of a fist.
Im not understanding how his life falling apart is giving him anxiety about being on a roof
