So...
Earlier I worked myself up into a panic attack. It's been a really long time since I've had one that bad.
Hormones, stress, and midnight thoughts got to me all at the same time and it sent me over the edge.
I don't think anyone was awake...
I didn't want to bother anyone.
I'm sorry.
I thought I was getting better. Everything was okay. But now I'm back where I started.
It's always the same thing, over and over again. I can't win. I think things are okay, then suddenly I have a breakdown worse than I have in months. I hate it. I hate feeling like I'm weak. I hate feeling broken.
Why am I like this? What's wrong with me? Why can't I hold myself together?
I can't do this anymore.
My mind is killing me. Things that haven't even happened yet are enough to have me shaking and sobbing. I can't handle it anymore.
Everything hurts.
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Thoughts and Feelings
Non-FictionTRIGGER WARNING: MENTIONS OF DEPRESSION, SUICIDE, ANXIETY, ETC. Welcome to my brain on my darkest days and nights. I'm warning you, it's not pretty, so continue at your own risk. This involves questions I find myself asking on a daily basis, rants...
