Woke up this morning in a panic attack. I guess I got lulled into a false sense of security because my meds have started leveling me out again but I slept badly. I'm meant to be going out with a friend tonight but all I want to do is hide out at home.
The past, its always the past that plays with my head. I have so many incidents in my mind that just keep popping up and then they cause me to stress so much and I just don't know how to forgive them and move on.
Now I have to go to work feeling on edge again. I hate this feeling so much, I really really HATE this feeling.