wednesday: 4:15
unknown: sorry to wake you so early, it's trixie, i think i'm going to have a panic attack
katya (therapist): It's okay Trixie. Just breathe. Tell me five things you can see in your room.
Trixie Mattel: uhh, my lampshade, my duvet, my phone, my laptop and my guitar
katya (therapist): Great! Did that help?
Trixie Mattel: yes but my chest still feels tight
Trixie Mattel: i'm so fucking sorry for waking you up
katya (therapist): It's okay Trixie, I told you, you can message me anytime of day and I will reply. It's important to your recovery!
Trixie Mattel: katya can i say something ?
katya (therapist): Yes, go ahead.
Trixie Mattel: i think my anxiety is getting worse and i don't know why and the fact i don't know why makes me panic more, it's a never ending cycle
katya (therapist): We can work through this together Trixie. We can discuss this next week at your appointment. For now if you're feeling okay, try and go back to sleep. Rest is important. Remember I'm right here, please text me if you feel bad again.
Trixie Mattel: thank you
katya (therapist): No problem! :)
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anxiety; trixya
Fanfictionanxiety /aŋˈzʌɪəti/ noun a feeling of worry, nervousness, or unease about something with an uncertain outcome.
