I am becoming increasingly more anxious as I watch the clock tick closer to 1:15. That’s when I’m leaving for my FIRST EVER DBT group session. I have no idea what to expect. Not to mention that the clinic where I go for all my mental appointments always always always gives me a panic attack. I know that the more you think about it, the more likely another panic attack will come. I can’t help it. I had my assessment with the therapist on Wednesday. As I was sitting there waiting for her I had to change where I sat three times because I was too close to people. Each person that walked by me made me more and more nervous. I was talking with Jay on the phone while I waited, and he got to hear the other end of my panic attack. I really hate going to that place. I really hate being around people. I wish I could just disappear into the ground and not have to deal with anything.
Here Comes the Panic Attack!