Have you ever felt so panicked about something you find it hard to breathe?
Parts of my life are in jeopardy, and I am unable to do a sodding thing except watch events unfold.
People I care about are screwing things up, and I worry so damn much. I don't want to, but I can't help myself. It all affects me too, you know.
I had to try meditation to clear my mind before I could sleep. It worked well, but when I opened my eyes, the distress, the secrets, the deceit, everything just came flooding back again.
I am hoping to get everything off my chest later on, when M finishes work. I haven't seen her for a few weeks, so it would be good to see her anyway. Right now, I just need someone to listen, as I am silently going crazy.
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