One of the most accurate depictions of a panic attack that I’ve ever seen.
Thank you. Just thank you. Far too many people don’t seem to grasp the concept of what a panic attack actually is. Getting upset is not a panic attack. This is.
this is actually really accurate, especially the feelings of not really being there. i cannot concentrate when i’m having an anxiety attack, i can only concentrate on the anxiety itself. I had an panic attack yesterday and i can’t remember anything of what anybody was actually saying to me during that time, its like being in a tunnel and everyone else is shouting at you from the other end.
This is so exact. The beginning of an attack is so terrifying because you know there’s absolutely no way to stop it from happening. You’ve just got to find a safe place and pray that it isn’t too severe, because its even worse when you calm down and then realize you’ve just made a terrible scene in public.
In conjunction with my last couple posts, with love to my followers who suffer from feeling like this. <3
There’s always gonna be a part of me that’s sloppy and dirty but I like that. Can you say the same about yourself, fucker? Can you forgive? Are you any good at that?
Tiffany Maxwell, Silver Linings Playbook
Wonderful albeit tragic portrait about living with depression.
Cool! Ethan shared his post:
I did the romantic thing. I did the single person circlejerk of self-pity. I did the whole “anti-capitalist condemnation of the mere idea of a socialized period of spending for the purposes of displayed affection” thing. I did the Ivory Tower empathic speechifying about how it’s “about” love, period (i.e. romantic, familial, human brotherhood, etcetera).
This year, I taught some elderly ladies how to squat.
I had a great fucking Valentine’s Day.
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There must be some sort of circle in postmodernist Hell to place the feeling of utter disgust that washes over you when you are compelled to care about the results of a completely arbitrary awards show despite the fact that you successfully avoided watching it.
Oh what’s that, you say? Valentine’s Day is this week?
I think I best stay off the god damned internet.