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yesterday i had the biggest panic attack i've had in months.
i got in a car accident.
it was raining. i was driving, looked away for ONE SECOND and next thing i knew i was facing a parked car. i tried to re-adjust but i skipped and the wheel turned but the car didn't. i hit it going about 30 MPH, rammed my head into the steering wheel, and burst out into tears. i called the police and he told me to calm down, everything was okay. my car is repairable but not drivable; the process of calling body shops and insurance companies and dealing with that is too stressful to even think about. my parents are helping me soo much.
i called my therapist right after the accident, while the police was coming; that's where i had been headed. she told me to come there after my car was taken care of. i called a cab and drove to the doctor's office, crying. she called my dad to pick me up and instructed me to go to their house, take seroquel, and go to bed. that it would all be better in the morning. i sobbed about leaving my cat alone for a night, but it turned out to be a good idea. i feel okay now.
yesterday i felt like everything had been going so well, and now all of a sudden everything was ruined. today i am more rational, but still. i have no way of getting around, i can not afford to get the car fixed but will have to, because i have to drive to school. all this money and work and woe over one stupid involuntary jerk of the hand.
right now i'm eating and apple, drinking coffee out of my favorite mug, taking only as much klonopin as i'm allowed to and trying to relax and clear my head.
taking a day off.
i got in a car accident.
it was raining. i was driving, looked away for ONE SECOND and next thing i knew i was facing a parked car. i tried to re-adjust but i skipped and the wheel turned but the car didn't. i hit it going about 30 MPH, rammed my head into the steering wheel, and burst out into tears. i called the police and he told me to calm down, everything was okay. my car is repairable but not drivable; the process of calling body shops and insurance companies and dealing with that is too stressful to even think about. my parents are helping me soo much.
i called my therapist right after the accident, while the police was coming; that's where i had been headed. she told me to come there after my car was taken care of. i called a cab and drove to the doctor's office, crying. she called my dad to pick me up and instructed me to go to their house, take seroquel, and go to bed. that it would all be better in the morning. i sobbed about leaving my cat alone for a night, but it turned out to be a good idea. i feel okay now.
yesterday i felt like everything had been going so well, and now all of a sudden everything was ruined. today i am more rational, but still. i have no way of getting around, i can not afford to get the car fixed but will have to, because i have to drive to school. all this money and work and woe over one stupid involuntary jerk of the hand.
right now i'm eating and apple, drinking coffee out of my favorite mug, taking only as much klonopin as i'm allowed to and trying to relax and clear my head.
taking a day off.