I had an anxiety attack while cooking breakfast today. It hit me, out of nowhere. I had to lean on the door-jamb with my eyes closed and try to take slow, deep breaths...These attacks vanish just as quickly, but their after-effects last hours. My chest hurts, feels tight, like something sitting on it. The other night, I had one at work that was like an asthma attack. I was wheezing and gasping, and coughing.
I'm broken. I don't work right. I don't think I ever did, but I could mostly fake it before. I've hit rock bottom and instead of bouncing back, I'm stuck in the sludge.
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