Saturday

A walk by the waters edge this afternoon.

On the way home I felt the anxiety come on. Racing heart and shallow breathing. Hot inside and the overwhelming panic feeling to get home.
I lay on the sofa crying, trying hard to get my breathing right. Eventually I slept, not very well, but I  got a few hours.

I feel so helpless and hopeless when I feel like this. It's like I fight to get through the week and then fall apart at the weekend. It still shouldn't be like this.