so you go back to somewhere you haven't been in many years...
you just wanna say hi to a few people...
and yer talkin' to someone...
and something sets off a mental trigger,
you don't know what it was,
but you start to shake violently,
and feel on edge,
dizzy,
unfocused,
and you can't even tell exactly why.
so you sit there trying to control the tremmors,
trying to save face,
fending it off untill you can get up and leave.
and there was no more threat there,
no reason for an anxiety attack,
but it still happened...
...and you realize how little control you have over you life,
and how far from mental hygiene you really are...
This entry was posted on Monday, January 17th, 2000 at 5:00 am and is filed under Old Stuff.
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