I’ve determined something

…masks do not help when I feel like I’m about to have a panic attack.

It makes it hard to feel like I’m getting enough air.

Whoo.

Not a fan.

I haven’t had that many panic attacks through this pandemic, and the ones I have had, have been at home.

I’m sitting in the lobby of my therapist’s office and I’m blogging, desperately trying to fend off what feels like an impending one.

This sucks.

I just need air…

Perhaps when I get back to my therapist’s office she will let me breathe for a moment.

Right now I’m just trying to stay calm.

Come on body. Cooperate.

Breathe in. As best you can. Breathe out.

No tears. We don’t want those…

Ugh.

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