I just hope today is the first day of the uphill climb. I have been a raging lunatic all weekend. I had 9 panic attacks, more than the rest of my life combined! I couldn't breathe them away like normal. I hate them, I feel so out of control when they come on.
Right now I feel like one is just hanging on the edge of my throat. Ready to gush over at any moment. I have to pull myself together no matter what- I have to work.
I need to go breathe