/lit/ - Literature

>Novel is ((finished)) and edited
>Query letter is drafted
>list of agents prepared in a word doc so I can keep track of my submissions and agent replies
>absolutely fucking ready to go
>too much of a pussy to actually do it
Fucking christ what's wrong with me. I'm fucking nervous as shit about all the pressure and stress about to come my way the moment I send my shit out. And it's not just about possible rejections either, but fucking acceptances.
Because if someone accepts it, then that means oh fuck this is actually fucking happening and even though I'm prepared for it IDK if I'm actually fucking ready.
Like what if I get a shitty agent? What if by some miracle I get more than one offer and have to fucking choose?
FML I hate being a sad anxiety driven cunt