This year has been a doozy so far and in all honesty, I’m not coping the best. My foot and the hospital visit have my anxiety levels at an all time high, and i’m scared to leave the house. So much has happened to the people around me that being an empath has left me feeling like a husk of a human. I’m not sure what i’m feeling or if i’m feeling for other people.

Tuesday I am to see an Orthopedic Surgeon, my hopes are that I will get out of this cam boot, but I guess we shall see. My foot IS feeling much better then it was. Since hurting my foot though, my panic attacks have come back with a vengeance. I have to admit, I’d forgotten just how harrowing they can be.

I guess this all points to the fact I really should make an appointment to see my psych. When I feel all these little threads unraveling, I know I need help. It’s frustrating, being nearly 30 and still needing help to live, to survive. You’d think I’d be used to it.