While I was making my way to the hospital, I was sitting in the back seat of my friend's car. Her name was Angie, she was the first friend I ever told about my anxiety, she knew I had anxiety way before but she didn't knew that it got way worser. I told her about the stuff I went through last night. It was hard to mention because it made me think of the time it started. So I tried to keep my tears in, I didn't want to break down right in front of her. I tried to act strong and hold it in.
While approaching the hospital, I made my way in. I walked right up to the desk and saw a nurse, she had asked me some questions on why I had came in. I told her about my attack last night and mentioned how scared I was. I literally thought I was going to die.
I felt this pain right in my throat, were I knew I was about to let it all out. I couldn't hold it in, even though how hard I tried. Tears, they kept coming down, my heart pumping so fast. It was happening once again.
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The War Inside My Head
Non-Fiction"It was the day my life went crashing down, I felt has if it was my own living nightmare I couldn't wake up from. Even though I had my struggles getting right back up, I knew more dark days would come my way. So I had to learn the hard way, slowly...
