I had my 100%, full-blown, chest about to rip about, heart flies out, I cannot breathe, I am crying my eyes out, anxiety attack today and this is the first one like this in a very long time. Usually, they are not bad. Usually, they're like 50-70% blow-outs, you know?! I just grab a bag and breathe because I have enough time to get there. But this time it hot really fast, so fast, I couldn't even see to walk. I really couldn't. It was black for a bit. I don't even think I even saw black during a melt-down before. It was bad.
Yesterday, I was sitting down venting to my teen while my husband and niece were shopping. As most who read my post know, I suffer from PTSD, anxiety, depression, and stress. I just let it all out to my daughter since I have no one else. I started talking about a time with my mom, when I had to live with her, a time when she, my daughter, was 4, that lead to a conversation about why I had to live with my mother when she was 4, that conversation lead to 2 of my biggest regrets in my life, that conversation lead to me leaving her and her father when she was only 4. She looked up at me when I was done with tears streaming down her face and asked me, why did you never tell me you left me and dad?
Since that conversation yesterday, she has not spoken a word to me, not even when she was spoken to by me. Not once.
I think that I broke my daughter and she will never forgive. It was and certainly will always be one of the most regrettable things that I have ever done in my life. I will regret that moment and take that regret with me to my death. I told her I will be forever sorry and there will never be anything that I can do to make up for it and I know that. It just hurts to see her that way and nothing that I can do.