After taking a mood pill & a nap I feel somewhat better. By staying distracted I can avoid a full-blown panic attack.
Last night I was way bad with anxiety & depression. I almost asked my husband to take me to a mental hospital. Yes,I have mental illness & its profusely extreme. Today is a bright,sunny day,& that helps a lot.
I am suffering & alone…nobody to talk to about what’s happening to me. Its a terrifying place to be. More & more I think I need time in a mental hospital. I need help. I can’t help myself. There’s never any peace or freedom. The anxiety & depression are always with me. Its like being tortured.