Panic Attack Thoughts
I woke up at 3:30 this morning to my husband’s kicking, and I couldn’t go back to sleep. I got out of bed this morning crying and feeling hopeless. I feel orange and kicky inside. I can’t think straight.
I woke up at 3:30 this morning to my husband’s kicking, and I couldn’t go back to sleep. I got out of bed this morning crying and feeling hopeless. I feel orange and kicky inside. I can’t think straight.
Excerpt 08/26/2016: I’m imaging this. I’m imaging conflict. My differences are the root of this. I accept that I have them. But this is where it stops. I’ve followed all the paths. The reason I’m afraid is because I think I don’t understand because I didn’t understand as a child. I’m not a child anymore.…