Hey, guess who had yet another fucking all day panic attack today?
I spent the morning on the couch, feeling like my world is about the implode and disappointed that I’m this way. Shawshank feels bad because there’s no real way for him to help me.
Eventually, I settled down. It took several hours of ER reruns and guided meditation videos on YouTube. I’ve settled on some dates for coming back up here. I ate some pizza crust for dinner, drank ginger ale and water all afternoon.
I’m trying.
