Sorry about this I just need to vent to someone that's not my family. No one's gonna read this anyway so feel free to skip it.
Anyway I just had a freaking panic attack and my mom walked in on me trying to calm down. Do you know how difficult it is to cover up a panic attack in the split second of someone walking through a door? It's hard.
Then she told me it was time to get ready for bed. So I had to walk upstairs and interact with the rest of my family and act like I'm fine while trying to calm down. No one seemed to notice and I don't know if I'm relieved or disappointed. They're my family and I want them to notice when something is wrong.
And I overall just feel pathetic about it because it wasn't even triggered by something serious. I was watching Elle Ip's Beyond Expectations documentary and I suddenly felt this huge wave of discomfort hit me and next thing I knew I was on the floor. I was having a panic attack because I'm insecure about my body. Not about some post traumatic event, because I don't have the body of a model. I just feel weak and dumb for having a panic attack over something that stupid.
Anyway, sorry for interrupting your reading. I just had to get these feelings off my chest. I'll post soon to make up for it.
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Spiderman Oneshots
FanfictionA collection of Spiderman one shots that I just randomly thought of/had inspiration to write. Includes or will include: -Irondad -boyxboy/ girlxgirl -cliche field trip -angst -and a bunch of other stuff
