Apr 03, 2011 17:36
When I woke up, I was thinking about stuff I shouldn't be thinking. I was very agitated. I mean Very.
I got off from the bed and put my clothes on quickly. My boyfriend woke up because of the noise (I was being hysterical so I didn't quite understand that I should be quiet).
Marko: huh??
Me: I'm anxious as fuck, I gotta get out of here.
I was leaving, but Marko grabbed me into his arms and wouldn't let me go. I felt terrible. I couldn't breathe, I was almost hyperventilating. I was crying my eyes out and I noticed that I was making these awful dyskinesias. I was rubbing my legs together so hard it hurt, sctratching my head, my neck was restless... Marko was trying to calm me down but I couldn't pay attention to anything. All this ate a lot of my energy so I started to sweat a bit and became very tired. In the end, I was so tired that Marko laid me down on the bed, and after few minutes I fell asleep. He was holding me the entire time.
I have no idea how long the incident took... All I know is that when I fell asleep, we slept until 2pm... I went home. I don't wanna be alone but I didn't wanna be at Marko's place either. I had to get out. I'm such a burden.
I have no idea what would have happened if I had been alone... I don't even wanna think about it. That's why I'm even more scared now. What if it comes again and no one is around?
anxiety attacks,
depression