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Thank-you for the friendly invite! No I don't see a phych, I guess I am seeing if I can do without, but I may look into one depending on how the next month or so goes. I am open to anything, and I would have no problem spilling my guts out to a stranger, thats for sure. My mom went through the panic disorder when I was a younger child when her mitral valve prolapse acted up. Once she realised what it was all about she learned to control the attacks and hasn't had an attack for probibly over 10 years. Luckily I know a couple of friends who have gone through anxiety, so help isn't too far away.
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Do not stand at my grave and weep; I am not there. I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow. I am the diamond glints on snow. I am the sunlight on ripened grain. I am the gentle autumn's rain. When you awaken in the morning's hush, I am the swift uplifting rush of quiet birds in circled flight. I am the soft stars that shine at night. Do not stand at my grave and cry; I am not there, I did not die. R.I.P. Bandit 7-12-08 I love you I miss you.
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