Panic, Panic, Panic

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This one is going to be a real life and journaling to make it more interesting


I wanted to scream but I couldn't.

I could feel my throat closing up and I wanted to scream. But I couldn't.

"Veronica"

I dart my eyes around the room trying to control myself

"Veronica, look at me. Over here."
I finally set eyes on my mom to her looking scared wiping tears off my face. I try to speak but can't. "it's okay baby, I'm here. Look at me your okay just try to breath."
  Then the worst part happens.

I stop breathing.

                   (Journal)
So yeah, I scared the crap out of my mom and myself.. I fucking hate panic attacks they always have me ending up in the ER but I can't take meds because last time I had them I tried to kill myself which was pleasant for everyone. I guess I'll talk about it in my next journal. I had that fucking dream and it caused me to have a fucking panic attack. I wish I could stop them but meds aren't allowed.
I had my therapy session today so I had to talk about my dream which was a trigger. Anyways, it went okay but I have to practice my breathing which should be interesting. 4 breaths in four breaths out.
I've been going to therapy for a few years then stopped now I'm continuing.

Anyways my mom is calling me to talk about it.

                                     See ya,
         
                                               V

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