One little trigger yday. One little quirk that didn't match up. Bells& whistles went off in my head. Bad. Something bad.
Then it just escalated till I couldn't hear myself & I knew what was happening but couldn't fix it.
That was the worst part. Telling myself to prepare for the worst knowing the feelings that were going to come.
Almost made me physically ill.

Some days r not worth getting out of bed for. Rather pull the sheets over my head & hide. Alone