My Ranting Place

Panic Attack

Theme: Getting out of a panic attack on your own and inconsiderate acts of others.
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The hitch in my throat as it became harder to breathe was underwhelming. The way my right hand was clutching the hem of my shirt as the left hand was trying to wipe away the overflowing salty tears from my cheekbones was so painful. No matter how hard I tried to scream for help, my throat just wouldn't let me take control of it. With my voice and breath stuck I looked at the bathroom mirror in front of me as my back touched the wall.

I realized one thing then and there.
I had to get out of my panic-ridden state myself.
Or they would call me weak and other names again.

So I looked in my eyes through the mirror and demanded to calm down, to cease crying and start with a deep breath.
I thought about nature and the things that made me happy instead of the snide and criticizing remarks that were just thrown at me.
That did the trick.
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