If anyone ready my last thread, they know I'm already overstressed and going through a lot with my anxiety and med changes and problems eating. Now this is the icing on the cake. I walked out to the parking lot of my apartment this morning to go to work only to discover my car has been stolen. Gone. Sometime between 5:30 last night and 7:30 this morning. I'm totally freaking out. I kept looking and looking because part of me was worried that I blanked out or something and parked it somewhere weird, but I can't find it anywhere. I even made my roommate come help me look. I filed a police report, but let's be honest. I'm not going to get it back. My finances are stretched thin as it is. I can't afford this. I'm really scared I might do something but I don't really know what. I sort of SIed a little already but it was an accident if that makes sense. I don't want to go into details because I don't want to trigger anyone, but I'm panicked. I'm terrified of public transportation, but that's my only choice right now. I get massive panic attacks just thinking about navigating buses and the metrolink (our subway system). I can't handle this right now.
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"I have the choice of being constantly active and happy or introspectively passive and sad. Or I can go mad by ricocheting in between."
Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
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