Happy birthday! Here’s a Panic Attack
My birthday was wonderful, except for that last part.
On Anxiety Aftermath
1. You don’t have energy to construct a well-written thing. So you list, because your thoughts aren’t organized enough to construct a paragraph. But at least you made it to work today and found deodorant in your desk so... good enough.
2. Dizziness. Unable to focus.
3. Tummy issues.
4. Continuing to make problems bigger than they are, which, with me- contributes to my physical crappery. (Tension, indigestion, iosjfkadoifea)
5. General sadness and numbness.
6. Still have to go to class after work today. Still have a list of wonderful commissions to complete. Still have a play deadline for the end of the month. Breathe and carry on.












