43 Days
I've been suffering a lot with panic attacks recently. Although only small ones due to being able to control them I know that at any point I will have one that I can't control. I feel unsettled, anxious, a fidgety mess. Anticipation and being impatient is pretty much taking over my life and I am having to try my best to not be the obsessive person I want to be just to try and control it. I have 43 days of this to cope with. And it's tough. You'd think, by reading the above that maybe it's something I'm not looking forward to. As I write this my heart is racing, my breathing is quick and my fingers are typing at a silly speed. I feel like I can't sit still. I'm trying my best to keep my head focussed and to not watch the video I've embedded in the bottom of this post over and over again. In 43 days I will be in my happy place. The place that put me in this stage of my life. The place that made me realise my brother is the best human being I know and t...