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I'm so tired of the panic attacks. I'm tired of feeling my heartbeat in my throat and feeling like if someone touches me I'm going to snap in half. I want to scream, I want to hit something, I want to throw up. The Prozac keeps me sane during the day, but at night I feel so on edge. The pills the ER doc gave me keep me from going into full blown panic mode at night (some nights not all, some nights are worse and I lay awake gasping for breath and rocking back in forth just wanting to die) but I still have the fear and the worry.
I can't wait to get home and call the pyschologist, I need something to change, I can't go on likie this much longer. I'm so scared.
The ironic thing is, today during the day was actually one of my better days.
I can't wait to get home and call the pyschologist, I need something to change, I can't go on likie this much longer. I'm so scared.
The ironic thing is, today during the day was actually one of my better days.