Yesterday I cooked, and when I cook I normally have pieces of leftover vegetables. Depending on the vegetables I'll either blend and drink them, salad them or soup them. Well I made soup, and decided I needed some beef to add. So my son took me to the store.. He waits in the car. I was smart! I knew I didn't feel right.. so I decided to ride the cart (You know those carts most stores have) Just to be safe. Long story short.. I had a horrible anxiety attack. Perhaps it was even panic! I rode my cart up to the checker, got off the cart and told the lady I was sick. She thought maybe I needed to split.. Leave. I laid my head down on the counter and told her I was sorry. Then thought to myself, I NEED this beef! and of course I had more than beef.. Some other things I'd been needing.. not much But not just the beef!
As I held my head down, she rang up my things. Once I saw the price I handed her some money and begin to walk away; As I was walking away, I told the lady my son was in the car and I'd send him in for my bag. She insisted on walking me to the car and she carried my bag. I felt faint and nauseous, I got home and had dry heaves. I was moaning then started to cry.. I thought to myself, IS THIS IT? am I going to join Elizabeth!? - Sanford & Son
My son knew better than to stay, He dropped me off and left, he didn't want to witness what was surely to be a night of crying and uncertainty. I knew I was alone, just me and the lord. I begged the lord to hold me, as my heart felt like it would beat right out of my chest. At that point I started calling anyone that would pick up. I reached a friend.. and that was all the medication I needed. She talked me down from that cliff I was almost to fall off.
Sometimes there is no rhyme nor reason for anxiety. It just shows up! out of nowhere. I suppose I've invited it, a time or 6. Doing too much, not getting my sleep.. Just not focusing on my inner self. I've been lead to believe I can control it.. I do try. But so far all I seem to be able to control is how I handle it when it comes. I've yet to master the skill that keeps it at bay.
If you're like me.. I feel your pain! strength๐ช is all we have๐๐ ๐ Always reach out. It truly is the best medication, and it's instant. ๐
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