Today was full of anxiety, I went to see a friend and the thought of leaving the house made me panic and feel dizzy. Determind not to let it stop me, I went anyway. Once I got there I was fine, infact we talked about old times and had a good laugh. It was great!
We went to the shops and the minute I set foot in the supermarket my palms became sweaty and I was experiencing derealisation, I breathed through it and before I could say panic attack we were out and on our way home. I felt so proud of myself!
Now at 8pm I am feel really down, I miss old times, old friends and old lover's.
I know the past is over and it's not coming back but also knowing I am now facing constant battles and very little happy times, it just makes me miss the old days even more, especially with it being easter time.
I feel all alone, thinking I once had it all and was incredibly happy. I wonder if I will experience those happy times and be loved again.