Ugh how do you expect me to decide what college to attend or who I want to marry or what I want to do for the rest of my life
I CAN’T EVEN DECIDE WHERE TO PUT A STICKER BECAUSE PEELING OFF THE BACK AND HAVING IT STAY IN ONE PLACE FOREVER IS TOO BIG OF A COMMITMENT FOR ME TO LIVE WITH
I think I am terribly close to an emotional, or mental, breakdown.
Lately I’ve been having panic attacks, not just the ‘‘my stomach hurts, I feel dizzy and I’m breathing hard so the whole world is swimming’’. I’m having one of those proper ‘‘I keep inhaling but no air comes out, I feel like my heart and lungs are about to fail, my hair is falling out, I want to jump out the window after stabbing my stomach repeatedly’’ panic attacks.
I can’t stop shaking and I always feel like crying, I feel hot everywhere because my hear keeps pounding a mile a minute, I have no appetite and puke out what I do eat, I’m losing track of time and can’t remember what I’m told.
I’m really scared