I had a meltdown yesterday in a Save-On grocery store because I had to buy shampoo and I was afraid I couldn't afford it. I could afford it. I just didn't make that connection in my head. And I had a pretty frightening meltdown that scared me. I was so scared that I phoned my mother amidst my panicking. She helped me calm down a bit, and then later, my boyfriend reminded me that there was nothing to worry about.
I hate anxiety. I hate how anxiety can completely disable me in a fraction of a second and I suddenly feel like someone so far removed from myself.
I have a lot of things I want to talk about here, but today, I'm still in fear after my shampoo meltdown. I'm scared of the way I felt. I'm scared of how helpless I became. I'm scared of the amount of worry that was so suddenly in my system. And I'm afraid of ever feeling that way again.
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