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theres a pretty big community of people with mental illnesses and eds but i havent really seen anyone here who has panic disorder and i actually dont know anyone (besides myself) who has a panic disorder and maybe we could be friends? who knows

Fun thing I learned today!

Hyperventilation can cause a runny nose!

I learned this because I had a anxiety attack earlier today and now my nose is all red and I can only breathe through my mouth

fun times

Am I having an anxiety attack or is my heart just too powerful for my mortal shell?

i used to watch art attack as a kid,

now I watch myself suffering from anxiety attacks 🎀

No Harm List | Pt. 11

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Genre: mafia au, fluff, violence

Summary: You live in a city where crime runs rampant. One day, you save a young boy’s life, not knowing that he is one of the most powerful crime lord’s heir. And you have just been put on the no harm list.

Rating: 18+

Warnings: violence, alcohol, mention of drugs, borderline smut

Word Count: 9.8+

Beta reader: @punkisnotdead2318

A/N: Hey besties I’m so sorry for the long break! But heres the moment some of you have been waiting for and others have been dreading. Sorry if this is poorly edited life happens and this is my best at the moment. 

Masterlist

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Your head was pounding. 

A groan escaped you as you rolled over. Even with your eyes closed, you could feel the morning sun mercilessly shining down on you through your eyelids. 

Your throat was dry and your tongue felt too big for your mouth, and you could tell you fell asleep without removing your makeup by the way your lashes seemed to resist when you moved to crack one eye open. They were nearly fused together by the clumped waterproof mascara foolishly applied before going out. 

You went to nuzzle your face deeper into your navy blue pillow desperate to be unconscious once more when you remembered you did not own a navy blue pillow. Your bedding was grey. 

Body ridgid, you took in the plush king-sized bed that was far nicer than your own and smelled enticingly of a spiced cologne. 

This is Hoseok’s fault.  You thought bitterly as you recalled his promise that he wouldn’t allow any one-night stands. He abandoned you and left you helpless to be lured by some sexy stranger. 

The muzzy fog in your head made it hard for you to recall what happened last night and what events led you to this bed. 

Memories or not, you had to get out quick. 

You hopped out of bed, your head spinning and sore body protesting as you made your way to the windows. 

Your smooth thighs brushed together and you looked down to see you were not in your clothes from last night, but instead, an oversized olive green tee shirt that hung just above your knees. 

You admit it’s more modest than what you wore last night, but being in a mystery lover’s clothing did leave you unsettled. You pat your bottom for a moment and smile in victory when you confirm your panties were still on. 

You continued your dizzying journey to the window, now more bodily aware. Your hangover wasn’t the worst you’ve ever experienced, you didn’t feel sick, but the way your head throbbed was unmatched by any other headache you’ve experienced before. And you were blinded when you pulled back the window shade slightly to try to get a check on your location.  

Squinting against the morning light, you felt a sinking feeling in your stomach as you took in the familiar rose garden that lined the back of the Den’s property. 

It felt like cold water was poured down your back at the potential idea that you weren’t in a stranger’s bed, but in one of the members of BTS. 

Your mind was reeling as you tried to remember how you ended up here.

 What had happened last night? 

Suddenly, you became aware of a lack of noise aside from the throbbing in your skull. 

With a creak of a faucet handle and the groan of the pipes in the walls, you heard the shower come to a stop in the connecting bathroom. 

Your heart raced as the chance of facing your dance partner of the night came closer. 

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I can't Breathe.

My hands are shaking,

Tears are crashing down my face

My eyes are red.

Inside my mind is chaos.

Racing. Running. Screaming

With things and thoughts,

That I told myself I’d ignore, forget, move on from.

The yelling,

The sound of her voice,

The look on their faces,

‘What are 5 things you can see’

The dirty floor.

The sink through the crack in the door.

The writing on the stall.

My hair in front of my eyes.

The shoes of the person in the next stall over.

‘Four things that you can feel’

My jacket in my hands.

The wall against my back.

The wetness of my face.

The tight laces of my shoes.

‘Three things you can hear’

The running of one of the sinks.

The chatter or voices.

The sound of the bell.

‘Two things you can smell’

A strong perfume.

Pollen from the open window.

‘One thing you can taste’

The blood from the cut in my mouth.

I can start to breathe.

The air is heaven on my lungs.

My eyes are still red.

Tears have crashed down my face.

My hands are still shaking

But at least I can Breathe.

@rheas-chaos-motivation

Hi! I wrote this poem a long time ago but I decided to post it. This is experience inspired. I hope you have a good day!

I just wanna go here to tell someone that I feel like I'm having anxiety attacks for the past few weeks. This is definitely not medically diagnosed.

Most of the time, I'm feeling fine - working from home and spending time with my family (we're still home quarantining - for safety purposes). But when I get to spend time with just myself, my brain starts running its course by checking every part of my body if something feels off. After this, if I felt something - even just a tiny bit - I'll start searching google for symptoms like that and I will start getting scared on what if what I'm feeling was something serious. This will go on for at least an hour and I go back to my daily business. Sometimes, I just lose track of time and wouldn't have enough attention to go back to my routine.

Is this an effect of being home for the longest time and being in the middle of a pandemic? Before all of this (or at least the first months of the quarantine), I was fine! I love that I have all the time to myself and even just stay in my room for hours. Now, I moved my 'office area' to our living room so that there'll be people around me all the time and recently, I've been sleeping near my mom as it makes me more calm (since I have these "attacks" mostly at night, before I sleep - I get scared that I won't wake up from my sleep, therefore, not being able to sleep at a decent time).

Do you have any tips on how can I get over this? I feel like it's taking over my life, and I don't like it 😭

Venting...

I like school breaks because it gives me hope that I can make up my work or I can lay in bed and dream of my fictional world. But I don't like it because I have no reason to get up in the morning. One of the worst parts about being depressed is my personal hygiene just doesn't matter to me anymore.

My sister said I looked and smelled like shit. And I was taken aback like what are you talking about. Then I remember the last day I bathed was when I had to go to school. So I told myself if I took a hot bath and brushed my teeth then at least it'll be out of the way and I can stay in bed for the rest of the day. So that's the ultimatum I made with myself.

So I get in the bath, my skin is practically burning but I love it. Then my stupid as had to have an anxiety attack while I'm soaping up. So I put my headphones on and played freak on a leash by korn slowed and that helped me finish my ultimatum and make it back into bed. I didn't cut but I did bite myself when I realized I didn't have anything near me.

That concludes the end of my story. It wasn't perfect but I did it. I did it

Is it bad that when you tell people your feelings, you don’t want advice? You just want someone to hold you and say it’s gonna be okay? That’s what I want but no one is gonna give it to me. They say it’s gonna make you stronger but all that advice tells me is what I’m not good at. I just want someone to tell me it’s gonna be okay and hold me, I’ll feel so much better if I got that rather than empathy. Sympathy works for me because I never got it. My family never held me and told me it was gonna okay, they would advise me then say it would be okay but no hug, no kiss, nothing....can I get just a little bit of sympathy every once in a while?

I talk shit about myself being old and small.

Now I’m crying because I’m pathetic, small, old, and frail.

I took five seconds to laugh at myself and I FUCKED UP!

Crying so hard that you laugh like a maniac while tears are streaming down your face, not knowing why the hell a smile is pulling your face back when you want to scream. It lasted two hours.

It’s basically a reverse cutie mark. Mine was for driving a big metal death machine.

mmm since we’ve been researching this the past few days: (putting them in simplest terms)

mania - a period of being unstably elated to the point you may need to be hospitalized (a manic episode is usually a week or more). this may include not sleeping, engaging in dangerous behaviors, having extreme trouble focusing, and everything listed in hypomania

hypomania - a period of being elated to the point others notice. this may include speaking faster, being restless, difficulty sleeping, difficulty concentrating, engaging in reckless behaviors, higher sex drive.

bipolar disorder - a disorder where you have at least one manic episode and depressive episode with in your life. usually a (hypo)manic episode is followed by a depressive episode. (bipolar 1 is full mania and bipolar 2 is hypomania)

depression - a condition characterized by feeling sad, losing interest and motivation, changes in appetite, changes in sleep, and brain fog for at least two weeks

depressive episode - feeling sad, losing interest and motivation, changes in appetite, changes in sleep, and brain fog for at least a week, usually closer to two months

borderline personality disorder - a disorder when you have repetitive extreme mood swings, difficulty maintaining relationships, and feeling worthless.

borderline episode - when you have a negative mood swing and feel a lot of emotions. this often leads to suicidal thoughts and sh. usually lasts less than 24 hours.

hyperfixation - when you neurodivergent ppl get a crumb of serotonin from something/hj /lh. when a nd person becomes so interested in something they have difficulty doing anything aside from that and it consumes their thoughts, may cause a loss of sleep or healthy behaviors. (usually 3 hours to 3 days, although variation) (adhd)

special interest - a long term fascination for with something that brings an incomparable amount of serotonin. often the focal point of someones thoughts. (usually a week to lifelong) (autism)

sensory overload - when your mind cannot process a lot of sensory input and it becomes difficulty to focus and interact with others. (nd)

depersonalization - feeling disconnected from yourself, watching yourself in third person

derealization - feeling disconnected from reality, may be related to an existential crisis

anxiety attack - a longer feeling of overwhelming anxiety, usually with a certain cause

panic attack - a short feeling of unbelievable fear and pain, often compared to a heart attack. often with no determinable cause or because of a trigger.

compulsion - a behavior you have to do or you feel fear or panic (usually with ocd as a result of an obsession)

tic - a behavior you cannot control, often jerky body movements or saying something

stim - a stimulating behavior that feels good, you can stop and just feel kind of disappointed or upset

not a mental health professional just a lot of time and anxiety

Got called lazy by people that didn't even know I was struggling to keep myself alive.

Dudes, is it…*normal* to have an anxiety attack when you’re around someone you’re crushing on?

Like, I don’t anymore, but the first time I met them irl for coffee (platonically) I like, had to leave because couldn’t breathe. And the second time. Which has never happened before even for *actual* stressful things like job interviews or school finals so wtf??

Prompt 51

Geralt isn't a fan of the new intern his family's office has hired. He never stops humming or snapping his fingers, and he always gets Geralt's coffee wrong, and he trips over nothing and spills paperwork everywhere at least twice a week, and he won't stop flirting with Geralt, but more than anything, the absolute worst part about it all... is Geralt's starting to look forward to his shenanigans. This all comes to a head when one night when everyone is going home, Geralt and Jaskier are last in the building. They're on their way down in the elevator when it stops. Oh shit- They're stuck in the elevator. Possibly overnight. I like to imagine Jaskier thinks Geralt hates him, and is also terrified of their current situation, so he has a quirky fun lil panic attack (I can make this joke i used to have really bad panic attacks before i got on better meds) and the person talking him down from it is the chiseled god of a man he wants to drool over but Jaskier is SURE must hate his guts. Geralt doesn't hate his guts. Anymore-

Reminder:

Even if your mental illness or disability is recorded as "high functioning", you will still have bad days where you struggle with them or they get the best of you

And that is okay and very valid!

I feel like people would still scoff and groan and complain of who I could have been even on my funeral.

Activity

So I just had a mini panic attack, because "Activity" showed a 1, but the actual pop-up reported nothing. I thought I got a follower, I panicked. I am very scared of people.

Dread

Like the world is on the brink of cracking, like someone is just about to call you with some bad news, like I'm on the brink of dying. What is this? Paranoia? Anxiety? A survival mechanism?