I had an anxiety attack last week when I was in my therapist’s office.
“Breathe,” she said.
“I am breathing,” I said as I looked questioningly at her.
“No, you’re not. You’re breathing very shallow breaths. You’re not getting enough oxygen. You can pass out.
“You’re having an anxiety attack,” she said.
“Now, take a deep breath and blow it out to the count of 10!”
That’s exactly what I did and felt better, but was freaked out as I felt like so weak. How could I have an anxiety attack when I’m just telling a story? Why is this incident affecting me this way?
I don’t know, but I am going to find out so I can get through this. Bye for now.