I remember one day as a kid waking up in the morning to some stressful feelings. I don’t know why it happened and I’m not sure how, but I do know it was a scary feeling. I had told my mother what was going on and she sat with me until I calmed down, the feeling of not being able to breathe even though I’m not struggling. I believed at the time my mental health was a bit much for me to handle all at once, I was on point taking my medication during this time so there wasn’t any issues there. I used to be afraid to leave the house at times because of my fear of what I might do. My next therapy session was awkward because I wanted to leave so bad due to the voices telling me all sorts of things from self harm to hurting someone else. After my session was over I felt relieved, so much anxiety rushed to my head that I almost felt lightheaded. We rushed home so that I could lay down and feel a sense of comfort, that day was an intense one for me. I almost wish I could go back and see if things would be different but as I am older I know better than to think otherwise.
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Thank you, the layout is a picture of the city I live in.