Wednesday, October 14, 2009

So this is what an anxiety attack feels like.

The thoughts pounding in my head. Rushing. Making no sense. Crashing inside my head, my heart. My heart speeds up. My breathing becomes shallow and weak. I hyperventilate. My body screams. My mind screams. But I cannot. I scratch at my skull, as the thoughts increase in speed and severity.

I can't handle it. The thoughts, the screaming, the pain inside my head. The pressure.

Even worse, not knowing why. I can't make sense of my thoughts. I don't know what set it off.

I can't concentrate. I cant play games. I can't work. I can't have fun. What can I do?

I'm completely alone.

My best friend won't talk to me. My other friends don't care about me unless they're going to the city. The only one I can trust out of them to help, I never see.

The niggling at the back of my head is forever present. I just want to grab it and rip. It hurts. And it creates thoughts. And it eats at me. Oh, it does eat at me.

And when I'm the only one that knows about it. When I'm the only one that can stop it. I realise how worthless I am to this world.

I can't stop it. It's too powerful.

I need help.

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Erebus
Pursue the Darkness

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