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At work, it's 7:35 am. Less than 4 hours of sleep last night. Lots of nausea and queeze... Know what that means? Battling a HUGE anxiety attack right now... IDK what to do... It's bad... Every 3 or 4 minutes I start having trouble breathing... Lack of sleep makes me like this much worse... Have some over the counter meds someone recommended last night, said it will help panic attacks really well... It's called Valerian. Gotta do my research but it says on the bottle for restful sleep. Yeah that's great and I need that but not while I'm working and running on only 3 1/2 hours of sleep anyways... IDK... I'm not doing well I hate this...
I don't just battle an anxiety attack it's gone and than I'm ok. I wish it were that easy. Once I get the first sign it's an all day event. Every few minutes I get the physical anxiety feelings and it triggers a brand new one. It's easier to force myself to believe they are just panic attacks when I've gotten more sleep. Right now my lungs don't want to work for me. My lungs have betrayed me and I'm lost...
Fade away... I can't do that at work... I can't show that... But I can't stop it.... I can't stop it when I drift into my mind... It's starting again... OMGosh... Another battle another scar another lesson learned... IDK IDK IDK I can't be here, I have to leave... But there is no one, I am the only one here... No one to cover my shift... I can't cintinue the day in this shape... *deep breath*
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I'd lock my hands behind my head, I'd cover my heart and hit the deck, I'd brace myself for the impact if I were you.
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