Chapter 13- The Thirteenth Panic Attack

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~.~ People don't understand how much it sucks to always be in a fight or fight situation, every single thing I do is a fight or flight situation and it sends me into a panic... ~.~

I walked through the office doors, chewing my lip until I could taste blood. I hadn't mentioned my appointment with Dr. Ross, my therapist, to Todd or my parents.

I went up to the front desk to ask directions but I had to stop myself.

My breath quickened and my hands started to shake and I made a dash down the hall. I started gasping for air as I glanced around the unfamiliar rooms and halls looking for a place to hide.

I ducked into an open door way and sat on the floor. I let my anxiety rip through me like wild beasts let free, I let it engulf me in panic and fear.

After the panic wore off, I sat there. I sat there in the calming silence  and just took deep breaths with my eyes closed.

"Are you alright?" I heard a male voice ask, "I assume you're Margo?"

My eyes flew open and I gasped in fright.

"My names Dr. Ross and this is my office, and you're," he flipped through his notes,

"My next appointment."

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