I’m having an anxiety attack.
Or something.
The room is spinning.
I’ve called my doctor,
my therapist and
left messages on friends voicemails

My chest is pounding
I’m out of anti anxiety medicine
I cut it too close.
I should have let the man give me
the prescriptions when I was there in his office.

I had been doing so well

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    1. One friend called back and talked me into taking my old antidepressant which calmed me down. My doctor called and filled my prescription by phone. My therapist had a phone session with me. My Bear picked up my prescription, then I took an anti-inflammatory and went to bed at 6:30 or 7. I woke up this morning 12 hours later.

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Any thoughts on the above post are appreciated! Otherwise, I think I must be living under a rock.

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