Towel.

I was trying to write a poem this morning for something different, but I couldn’t get it out.

I am so tired.

My brain is also so busy.

I dreamt all night long. Weird and vivid dreams that made no sense.

I don’t understand why I have so much anxiety. I mean, clearly school is an issue, but there’s so much more to it. Like I just can’t breathe.

I keep having panic attacks. They just keep coming.

I don’t know if DBT is really going to help me with my massive anxiety issues. I don’t know if it will help with anything other than tolerating the anxiety, but I need something.

Meeting with the crisis team this morning was… kind of silly. I can’t keep repeating myself. They don’t want to hear it and I don’t want to say it.

I just want to throw in the towel and call it. I really do…

Hopefully my psych tomorrow can help.

Image cited somewhere else on my blog.