It happens to me everyday. Breathless, chest tight, the overwhelming feeling of dread. I'm consumed with a worry so overbearing, I literally feel trapped between two walls that continue to close in on me. I hold my breath and shut my eyelids so tight I start to feel slight pain from the strain. I'm never sure what I expect to happen. Maybe I'm hoping that when I open my eyes and begin to breathe once again, that the worry will disappear and I will be back to normal once again. My mind is over taken with recurring thoughts of despair and hopelessness. Worry attacking me tirelessly as I panic for a solution to the panic I felt initially. It wasn't until recently, as I entered into early adulthood, that I could put a name to big bad monster haunting me endlessly. As a young girl I could not understand why I had such trouble falling asleep or remaining sleep throughout the night. I thought it was a fault of mine because I seemed to be the only one with the problem. I'd
Come inside my mind and read what it's like to be in my head. Creating my own world because reality was never fun.