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"No amount of me trying to explain myself was doing any good. I didn't even know what was going on inside of me, so how could I have explained it to them?"
― Sierra D. Waters, Debbie.

"The sky was so blue I couldn't look at it because it made me sad, swelling tears in my eyes and they dripped quietly on the floor as I got on with my day. I tried to keep my focus, ticked off the to-do list, did my chores. Packed orders, wrote emails, paid bills and rewrote stories,
but the panic kept growing, exploding in my chest. Tears falling on the desk
tick tick tick
me not making a sound
and some days I just don't know what to do. Where to go or who to see and I try to be gentle, soft and kind,
but anxiety eats you up and I just want to be fine."
― Charlotte Eriksson

"Today I wore a pair of faded old jeans and a plain grey baggy shirt. I hadn't even taken a shower, and I did not put on an ounce of makeup. I grabbed a worn out black oversized jacket to cover myself with even though it is warm outside. I have made conscious decisions lately to look like less of what I felt a male would want to see. I want to disappear."
― Sierra D. Waters, Debbie.

"Panic attacks are a lot like being drunk in some ways, you lose self-control. You cry for seemingly no reason. You deal with the hangover long into the next day."
― Sara Barnard, A Quiet Kind of Thunder

"in my experience, the words "now just calm down" almost inevitably have the opposite effect on the person you are speaking to."
― Elyn R. Saks

"Yesterday it was sun outside. The sky was blue and people were lying under blooming cherry trees in the park. It was Friday, so records were released, that people have been working on for years. Friends around me find success and level up, do fancy photo shoots and get featured on big, white, movie screens. There were parties and lovers, hand in hand, laughing perfectly loud,
but I walked numbly through the park, round and round,
40 times for 4 hours
just wanting to make it through the day.

There's a weight that inhabits my chest some times. Like a lock in my throat, making it hard to breathe. A little less air got through
and the sky was so blue I couldn't look at it because it made me sad, swelling tears in my eyes and they dripped quietly on the floor as I got on with my day. I tried to keep my focus, ticked off the to-do list, did my chores. Packed orders, wrote emails, paid bills and rewrote stories,
but the panic kept growing, exploding in my chest. Tears falling on the desk
tick tick tick
me not making a sound
and some days I just don't know what to do. Where to go or who to see and I try to be gentle, soft and kind,
but anxiety eats you up and I just want to be fine.
This is not beautiful. This is not useful. You can not do anything with it and it tries to control you, throw you off your balance and lovely ways
but you can not let it.

I cleaned up. Took myself for a walk. Tried to keep my eyes on the sky. Stayed away from the alcohol, stayed away from the destructive tools we learn to use.
the smoking and the starving, the running, the madness,
thinking it will help but it only feeds the fire
and I don't want to hurt myself anymore.
I made it through and today I woke up, lighter and proud because I'm still here. There are flowers growing outside my window. The coffee is warm, the air is pure. In a few hours I'll be on a train on my way to sing for people who invited me to come, to sing, for them. My own songs, that I created. Me—little me. From nowhere at all.
And I have people around that I like and can laugh with, and it's spring again.
It will always be spring again.
And there will always be a new day."
― Charlotte Eriksson

"You know, having a panic attack feels like you're
collapsing, like your organs are rebelling against
you, and that you'd throw them up. It's like
you're on a swing ride in an amusement park. At
first, you're there waiting for things to happen,
and for gravity to mess up with you. After a while
of waiting, it starts working, and slowly you're
reaching a frightening height. And it's not like you
have phobia, but you certainly feel things as your
chest starts tightening, you think it'd explode.
Then, it's swinging and you just want to scream
or jump or whatever, but you can't do that.
You're tied and scared and there is no way you'd
reach a solid ground."
― Nesrine BENAHMED, Metanoia: Different shades of life

"No one had ever wanted me. And for some reason I didn't even want me anymore. I wished I could have stepped out of my body and given it back, like you do with a shirt that doesn't fit properly."
― Stefanie Sybens, Letters from the What-Went-Before

"The panic attacks have been a part of Zinnia's life for almost six months. They allow no pathway back to the innocent complacency with which she once made sense of the world around her. With every new attack more of her identity crumbles. Every day the panic rubs something else out that has been achieved with application, sometimes with inspiration."
― Glenn Haybittle, The Memory Tree

"I started crying because this would all disappear including me and no one seemed to realise it. Did no one feel what I was feeling."
― Stefanie Sybens, Letters from the What-Went-Before

"I've been worried since I left the womb
Like a schizophrenic on shrooms
Like a hypochondriac on crack
Never shy with the panic attacks;
Internal reality succumbs to psychosis
Dreams destroyed by self-diagnosis."
― Justin Wetch, Bending The Universe

"If only you could command your brain to actually do that. It would be cool to have some kind of remote control to switch off your thoughts. Thoughts off, Siri. Or, more positive thoughts, Siri. Forget about this thought, Siri. if only."
― Stefanie Sybens, Letters from the What-Went-Before

"The temptation to worry is also the invitation to pray. You must choose the later if God is your Master."
― Kingsley Opuwari Manuel

"It's okay to panic. It's okay to be scared and to have no clue what you're doing. As long as you keep going. As long as you keep fighting."
― K.T. Kaye, Master of Darkness

"How'd you know that would help, Grandma?

Used to have a regular who had attacks like that all the time. Poor guy. He was an accountant, loveless marriage-most of em were back then-and vaginas scared the bejeezus outta him."
― Jennifer LeBlanc

"Y ese colapso creaba un vacío en mi pecho. Como si todo los nervios de mi cuerpo estuvieran marchitándose, alejándose de los dedos de los pies y de las manos. Estuvieran contrayéndose y desapareciendo."
― Jay Asher, Thirteen Reasons Why

"Danger is only when we feel the insecurity of what pains us the most."
― Kangoma Kindembo

"It's during those times that we're weakest when God can show himself the most dramatically. And I'm not talking about just taking way your panic attacks, pumpkin, although if he wanted to do that, he certainly could. What I'm talking about is you having the freedom and courage to live out your life - stress, anxiety, and all - in front of others with a vulnerability and grace that can only come from above."
― Alana Terry, Policed

"How'd you know that would help, Grandma?

Used to have a regular who had attacks like that all the time. Poor guy. He was an accountant, loveless marriage-most of em were back then-and vaginas scared the bejeezus outta him."
― Jennifer LeBlanc, The Tribulations of August Barton

"The beginning of an attack I always experienced as a swell lurching up from unseen depths, similar to the physical sensation of standing waist-high in the sea when there are no waves but all of a sudden the great body of water heaves itself up as if the planet has shifted a fraction on its axis. That was the signal for me that the nature of reality was about to terrifyingly change."
― Glenn Haybittle, The Tree House

"With Angela's help I'd become much more confidant in my abilities yet I still didn't know who I was, what music I liked or felt stable enough to set my home up as a home and why was I training? It made me feel better but it wasn't leading to a fight so what was the point? I let the art therapy or self work as I'd started calling it slack and I'd stopped meditating. Before I knew it I was taking the late night parties home with me. Just a small bottle of baileys of a night and then within weeks I was getting up hungover, going for a run and picking up more on the way home. I'd just survived, I'd won at everything and who cared? What did it change? One night I fell off a P.C chair and cracked a rib because I'd drank tequila too fast,"
― Tracie Daily, CHECKMATE: Care Abuse Love Murder

"Every time the days morphed into night, my mind spun around like a carousel. What was it about the night that made people overthink everything? Their whole lives? The meaning of their existence? Why the hell they did that one weird thing in third grade, and why were they dwelling about it now? It was only the bad memories that seemed nocturnal, insecurities and self-doubt that sprang to life at night, louder than they were during the day."
― Morgan Lee Miller, Hammers, Strings, and Beautiful Things

"Wissen Sie, diese Ünfähigkeit zu spüren wird von der Seele als eine Art Schutzschild beispielsweise nach einer Traumatisierung aufgebaut. Das ist ganz natürlich und auch sehr nützlich. Es bewahrt Sie davor, Unerträgliches zu fühlen. Irgendetwas hat Sie veranlasst, sich zu schützen. Sie spüren sich selbst erst dann, wenn es schon fast zu spät ist, wenn Ihre Gefühle sich in einer Panikattacke entladen. Und wir müssen rausfinden, welche Verletzung bei Ihnen diese Reaktion ausgelöst haben könnte."
― Sarah Kuttner, Mängelexemplar

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