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Thursday, December 12, 2019

Counseling! at the Clinic

They tend to come at night, when I feel isolated and alone, and they are fueled by every notion of doubt and guilt. Not a coherent line of thoughts, but a sticky paste of “bad”. The racing heart, feeling of suffocation, overheating body, it’s all there, you know, to make it more fun. I don’t get to die, just feel like I am, over and over.

Ever had a panic attack?  Maybe they're all different, but what Beth describes above is exactly how I feel when I have one.  While Beth does mention the trans side of things, this post is not necessarily relating panic attacks to being trans.

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