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I don't know why people talk about anxiety attacks so casually, like dude, here I am, losing my shit with no clue what's happening around me, numb brain, trying not to faint, in so much pain because I can't breathe, head spinning, every part of me shaking,
and what are words?
Did I say I can't breathe?
And there you are joking, and laughing to your friend talking about it. I am glad you never experienced it, I really am because this shit is really shitty,
but can you please NOT?
It takes so much time to tell myself it's over and I am no longer in the triggering situation and will probably stay shaky the entire day, until I am in my bed, isolated and now with a splitting migraine and drowning in self loathing because it left me so dysfunctional that I couldn't get anything done that I had planned. One more day right in the trashcan.
How did you achieved your beautiful bold headline?