I used to struggle and fight my panic attack and agoraphobia, I don't want to die. But in the each fight I NEVER win, I cry, hurt, nobody can comfort me. This whole 6 months are the most horrifying nightmares in my whole life.
Until one day, I occasionally know a word__inner child. Then I realize, each time when I feel pain, it's actually my inner child is in pain. So when I scold and fight my own emotion, it's like I'm fighting myself as a child.
This child is so helpless, she just want a hug, she just wish me to accept herself. But each time I will do the opposite, I won't let her speak, I won't let her has the chance to express herself (btw this is how my parents treat me when I was a kid), I push her more farther away. I afraid of her, I hate her, I hope she disappear. Which is impossible because the child is actually... A part of me.
After I watcheded the animation <inner child> by Hannah Grace on YouTube, when the main character in the video see her own inner child in chains, bleeding, she bursts out tears, and so do I. I am actually torturing my inner child (myself) all the time. I am so cruel to myself without knowing it.
These days when the panic attack happen, I don't dodge. I let the pain take control of me, I try to accept, it's a part of me. Which is so hard because it's too painful. I do whatever I want to in my own room, I cry out loud, I punch my pillow to reduce the pain. And I always remind myself: It's okay to feel this way. Slowly few days later, the pain becomes softer, it's still there, but at least I can bear it.
If there's anybody who read this, thank you so much, it's very long so it must take a long time to read.