I feel like I'm dying. I can't get this anxiety attack to stop. I can't think in a straight line. I can't find any patterns. I can't see a light at the end of this endless tunnel. I can't breathe. I need to run away, but I promised I wouldn't. And so much for the theory that I can't write when I feel like this, or that I can journal my days when I feel a little better. Sorry, Ryan, Week 1 of the "Chart Jeni" experiment has failed.
I can't pray. I get as far as "God, HELP!" and hit a wall. Therefore..
GOD, HELP!
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