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...
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.