Not the song I wanted but weekends in a shaven/tavern.. this is the music all night
I had my worst panic attack in recent memory (and that's saying something) bright and early at 6am this morning, and in the middle of the grocery store café/coffee shop, no less. I mean this was one of those down and dirty, visceral attacks, like whole body just utterly sapped of energy and coordination, totally fatigued, yet entire body just the same thrumming, vibrating with panic/neural messages. Uncontrollable tears, pouring sweat like a bad fever, nausea, shaking. Just recently found myself back homeless again, been camping for about 10 days, and I'm still sick physically and mentally and trying to get into a program or house or something, but all I know is that I'm acutely aware I'm not the strapping young lad I used to be, I can't hang like I used to and I'm not handling it well. I'm scared that I'll start using again, meth, I've already started drinking again where I didn't want to, and I'm barely hanging onto life as it is.