hislittleflower-throughconcrete:

Yesterday I had the second worst panic attack of my life. I wound up in the ER, wearing nothing but a hospital gown, kneeling on the ER floor dry heaving and holding onto the bed rail. I can’t imagine how much worse it would have been without my mom there to talk to the nurses and doctors for me, because I couldn’t talk. I kept banging my head against the floor or banging my fist against my forehead just to feel something other than the agony. That level of physiological effects of my anxiety hasn’t happened in a long, long time, and I’m glad I didn’t self injure to cope, but it was honestly close to that. I offered it all up for the souls in purgatory and everyone (including you all) who suffer from mental illness.

I would have asked for prayers during the event, but I wasn’t able to function. Please pray for an elderly lady who was in the bed next to me, who was alone with dementia and in pain.