3/4/2022

Yet another anxiety attack. Sounds dumb, but after having so many in the past few years, I have stopped worrying that I am having a heart attack. I hate them. I just feel so angry, sad, and scared and I can’t control it. Yes, I am doing the breathing exercises and mindfulness stuff. I’m trying to just concentrate on the things around me. I hear the hum of the fridge in the office, the typing I am doing, and the occasional car driving by. Yet the tsunami of loss, pain, and memories keep overwhelming the whole process. I am seriously contemplating sniffing glue just to stop thinking anymore.

Much like yesterday, this all makes me sick all over.