His eyes shot open. Heartbeat pacing, hands trembling and darkness all around. His nightmares were successful in triggering his anxiety attacks.
He felt restless as his hands began to sweat. Grabbing his phone from under the pillow, the screen flashed with a lock sign, asking his to enter a pass.
His fingers traveled across the keyboard, picking up the letters J U N H A.
As the phone unlocked, he opened the photo gallery and seached for 'anti-anxiety savers '.