Was planning on moving back yesterday. Moving is contingent on having friends drive me, as I can't/don't drive. I'd been rather happy and excited to be moving back.
Instead -- 2 hours before pick-up, I had a massive panic attack [haven't had one in 7 years]. Call H to tell him I'm not coming, not sure if I'm having asthma attack or panic attack or both. H responds 'oh'. That's it.
Spend 5 hours at the ER, alone in the psych ward for 2. Never felt more alone or awful. No contact from H.
So I'm going to try this again on Monday. I'm kinda nervous about having another. Hard to maintain a PMA w/this kinda [censored] hanging around in the background.
M & H: 40 M: 5.5 T: 7.5 OW: 7/09 Bomb: 9/09 Sep: 3/10 H files 7/10
