I’ve had a bad day, been feeling off and sad and I thought I was gonna have a panic attack during class. I got caught up in my head feeling pressured and behind and scared and I can feel my depression and anxiety waiting to pounce.
I’ve been doing ok but between bran dying and me getting sick and all the little stability I’d achieved has been shot to hell.
And I just miss Bran. A lot. I miss playing and cuddling and how relaxing his presence was.
I remember feeling similar when my previous cat,Merlin,died.
At least I’m getting next week off. So I just have to hold on til friday. I am still calling my therapist tomorrow to get my anti-anxiety prescription renowed.
I’m already back on the anti-depressants, I was almost off them but falling back onto that is the last thing I need right now.