huh. anxiety attacks at work leave you in the parking lot at culvers eating a tuna melt. i'd be inside but the thought of hearing anything but MPR is painful.
i freaked last night too.
just too much going on. too much dependent on me. feeling all alone. every time i can't do it all i feel like i fail. every time i fail, i feel not good enough...pretty soon, self worth is low and i can't keep up and i start panicking and then i can't breath, like i'm drowning and my head gets all cloudy and i can't even figure out the simplest of things...like how to take a shower.
i suck.
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