Panic Attack of a Lifetime

Wow!

Yesterday was intense. And sad. And hurtful.

Then this morning I woke up and read something.

I was accused of being EVIL. In public. Online. And that comment was agreed upon by others.

An hour later, I found myself on the kitchen floor, in agony. Unable to breathe. Being sick. Sweating. And my pulse, when taken, was off the scale.

And as all this is going on, I had to fight the one and only person who has ever seen me like this – about calling 999.

I Don’t need no Doctor Drugs. Thank you very much!!!

I knew what was happening. But the force of it was…well, I’m still, hours later, recovering :o(

If this makes NO SENSE to you, it makes no sense.

#Exhausted

 

P.S. I’m only telling you this to encourage you. It will be OK.

If it happens to you – Don’t Panic :o)

It will be OK. Trust Me?

5 thoughts on “Panic Attack of a Lifetime

  1. Absolutely Ruthie1357
    Even now – almost 10 hours later – my chest still hurts and I’m still trying to process what happened to me.
    One thing that I know – for sure – is that the awful terror I felt during those few minutes was VERY REAL :o(
    Thanks for the comment!

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