*HIATUS* Panic Disorder {l.h + m.c}

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{a/n: this is gonna be styled differently from my other stories, this is gonna be a kind of a diary, so it will be in diary entry's and maybe the occasional 3rd person chap, but not often. So let's see how his goes.... Yea... also the dates are uk version so it goes day/month/year}

16/4/12 (yes he's 16)

Dear journal,

First of all, no I'm not one of those girly guys who will be all "dear diary" and write every day acting like this is a real person and all.

In fact I didn't even want to start writing this. My therapist suggested it.
She thought that if I put all my emotions onto paper I wouldn't feel the need to let it out on my own body.
That sounds really over dramatic oh my god.
Anyway. I don't even know what to write.

I guess i should probably explain why I need a therapist... Idk.

Basically my life is royally fucked.

I'm depressed, failing school and I have a severe panic disorder.
In other words. I can't go a day without a panic attack. Well three to be more precise.

And it fucking sucks.

Don't even get me started about when there at school.
Don't even get me started about school.
Okay I'm gonna stop now before I throw this in a fire.
Okay.
Bye I guess...

Luke.

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Okay I don't even know how this is gonna go, I'm just kind of experimenting. Guess we'll see how it goes. Anyway. Yea. Bye.

Also sorry about the really long a/n at the beginning🙊

- Rachael ✌️