So last week I missed 20 hours of work. Why? Because I had an anxiety attack so horrible I thought I was going to collapse and wake up in a hospital room. I think Im officially loosing my mind.
My Naturalist gave me a homeopathic remedy. One of its triggers is deep grief.
Seems to fit since I have had to play adult for everyone since X's death almost a year and a half ago.
18 months and I am still a worthless wreck.
Got a text today from the bf. He says hes tired and needs vitamins. He used to work out all the time. I know I am the reason he has no time for working out anymore.
Life makes me feel so guilty.
