Panic Atttack in Group
So, on Monday nights I go to this sexual abuse support group.
Every week when it gets emotionally overwhelming I want to leave and I have thougths of cutting. I never leave and I resist cutting.
Last night we had a double long session, so halfway through I thought - if I just leave for a few minutes I can relax, let my breathing get under control, and go back in.
I slipped into the next room - it's at a church and there's several conference rooms in a row down the hall. Of course, once I was alone, the panic attack got worse - I couldn't smother it anymore because of appearances.
Eventually one of my friends from the group came looking for me - I had told her about the cutting and she wanted to make sure that that's not what I was doing - but she checked the bathrooms - not the conference rooms.
I tried to get up to tell her where I was, but my legs gave out under me and I collapsed to the floor. So I climbed back up in the chair and stayed there.
A little later one of the group leaders came out and found me. I told her at that point I couldn't walk. So we talked until group was over and I was calmed down enough to walk to the car. Fortunately someone gave me a ride last night.
I got home, pulled out some leftovers to prepare a small snack before bed, and was on the floor again in the kitchen! It's so frustrating! I hate this falling down thing. Anyway, I was okay, just annoyed with it all.
Every week when it gets emotionally overwhelming I want to leave and I have thougths of cutting. I never leave and I resist cutting.
Last night we had a double long session, so halfway through I thought - if I just leave for a few minutes I can relax, let my breathing get under control, and go back in.
I slipped into the next room - it's at a church and there's several conference rooms in a row down the hall. Of course, once I was alone, the panic attack got worse - I couldn't smother it anymore because of appearances.
Eventually one of my friends from the group came looking for me - I had told her about the cutting and she wanted to make sure that that's not what I was doing - but she checked the bathrooms - not the conference rooms.
I tried to get up to tell her where I was, but my legs gave out under me and I collapsed to the floor. So I climbed back up in the chair and stayed there.
A little later one of the group leaders came out and found me. I told her at that point I couldn't walk. So we talked until group was over and I was calmed down enough to walk to the car. Fortunately someone gave me a ride last night.
I got home, pulled out some leftovers to prepare a small snack before bed, and was on the floor again in the kitchen! It's so frustrating! I hate this falling down thing. Anyway, I was okay, just annoyed with it all.
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