So my school starts on Tuesday(day after Labor Day) and I haven't slept in two days so far. I have had panic attacks uncontrollably everyday, mostly at night, for at least a month and a half. I miss people. Some more than others. I'm stressed for school. I have been seeing my physiologist however it hasn't helped lately. It's just so hard to open up when you are a bolted door, even when you barely know anything about the person. I've done things I'm not proud of but I'm glad I did them in a way. I believe mistakes are what make someone human and act the way they do. Like how someone deals with stress or if they crack under pressure. Every little movement someone makes describes them. Anyways it's currently 2:40am my mom is dead asleep and I'm on Wattpad. Usually that doesn't end well for me though. Panic does strike. But time is a great healer. Or so I keep hearing.
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