and shallow. My eyes fill up with tears. My muscles tense up. My chest fills with anxiety.
My kids ask what's wrong.
Nothing. I'm okay.
No I'm not.
I want to scream and run.
I want to wail at the top if my lungs in fear.
I want to hide forever or disappear.
I try not to panic... I knew the rent would be late and had no clue as to where the money was going to come from but I didn't panic because it always seems to work out.... and it did.
I'm behind on everything right now but again, I can't panic, I can't let it eat at me or I'll...
I used to get horrible panic attacks, 6 or 7 a day, that pretty much stopped my life. they could be triggered by anything, and a lot of the time nothing.
i learned various coping strategies and that, ways of breathing, ways of just retreating into myself for a few moments to...