Last Night's Panic Attack
Last night I had the worst panic attack where I was just screaming and raging in the car because I hit a spot on I95 where there was suddenly a one hour slow down on Google GPS between me and the next exit because of road work and my car was running on fumes. I didn't think I was going to be able to run my car on the little amount of gas I had left for a whole hour and figured I'd be stuck on the side of the road.
After sitting there for 20 minutes, crying and hyperventilating because I was watching my gas tank get lower and lower, I ended up deciding to just drive two miles to the exit on the fking shoulder which was so illegal. Made it to the exit and gas station, but still feel guilty for flipping out so much.
God, I hate my emotions.
I guess I'm just as crazy as people have tried to gaslight me to believe. Sigh.
I was having such a peaceful day before this happened, all peace, flowers and bonita... then BAM. Wall of anxiety. Right in my face.