…and it wasn’t because of the message.
I started feeling trapped. That hasn’t happened in a long time. I just started having a panic attack in the middle of the service.
I don’t think anyone noticed, so that’s good, but it felt terrible.
I like church. I don’t know what’s wrong with me.
I just felt like it was going in slow motion and I was never going to get out of there.
I think maybe it could have been the giant cup of coffee I picked up in the church lobby. I haven’t been drinking caffeine lately. Maybe it was that.
I don’t know.
It was awful.
It just triggered a lot of depressive thoughts and things I didn’t need in that moment. It kind of made it worse to be honest. Thank goodness the room was dark.
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