And suddenly I couldn't move.
I vaguely felt tears running down my face.
I felt like I was growing light and floating away.
I tilted my head to the side slightly as I looked at the time.
My eyes wouldn't focus long enough for me to read it.
With difficulty, I finally managed to decipher what time it was.
My computer dinged with incoming text messages.
I should respond to that, I thought, but I still didn't move.
And suddenly over ten minutes had passed.
I watched the text messages appear asking if I was okay, but I couldn't respond.
I was seeing but not seeing.
I was caring but not caring.
I was frozen.
My breathing was coming faster and faster.
If I keep breathing like this I'll pass out, I thought to myself.
That was enough to get my breathing to slow somewhat.
I hugged Teddy closer without really feeling what I was doing.
I had no idea what time it was.
Minutes or hours could have passed and I wouldn't have known it.
And suddenly I could focus again.
My vision stopped slipping in and out.
My breathing was slower.
I wiped away a few stray tears and opened my text messages.
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Mental Health Stories
RandomIf you're curious about what it's like to have a mental illness or you can relate to having one/or more then you've found the right place. This book has little quotes, short stories, and similar about mental illnesses. Cover by @314Kelvin