Just sitting here this morning thinking about what is left for me to do in my house today. There's always something. I've got the grocery shopping done early and did my dishes, cleaned up the kitchen. Now what? I sit here on this computer. There is some incentive since I've been in touch with a VERY close friend. He has helped me to forget the hospital stay and after the hospital stay. I feel so much better since being put on the meds they put me on. Would it be weird to say I miss that hospital? OK it WAS a safe place. I just need to learn to pull away from what's "safe" and take some risks. Jump into the void, have some love, passion, and zest for life. When these panic attacks come along, keep on learning to cope. This is the toughest thing I've ever done. I wake up at night with the very fast heartbeat, the heavy breathing, then the over-breathing makes me dizzy and want to pass out, I sweat. It's scary. It feels like I'm going to die. But I will get through this!
love to all!





