I was walking to work yesterday and I saw a poor small bird on the road, it looked like it’s leg was broken and it could hardly fly. I picked it up and took it to a vet. The vet told me they’d have a look at the bird and if they felt it could be rehabilitated, they would send it off to a bird sanctuary. If it was too far gone they would have to put it down. I have them my details so they could tell me what they did. Ever since I’ve been suffering from massive anxiety, I couldn’t sleep all night because I was worried about the poor little bird. Then I started worrying that they lied and they’re just going to kill the poor thing, the worry is driving me up the wall, I don’t want the little bird to die, I can’t sleep at all.