I feel a really bad panic attack coming and I'm even more upset because I know there's nothing I can do to prevent it. I just have to deal with it. Last time this happened, I was at Ryan's and I had to sneak out and hide in my car and call my mom because I couldn't breathe. I physically couldn't breathe and it was just me on the phone with my mom trying to catch my breath. It's like I'm trapped and stuck in this shell that I genuinely can't break out of. I can't take it and I have so many emotions and right now I just want to cry forever and be alone. Luckily, that's my fate anyways. Goodbye.












