011 Dear Inner Child: Panic Attack.

Panic!

Standing in a crowded room, you are suddenly alone in your head.

Blind.

Something was said to trigger a disassociation from reality.

Can’t remember, not quite sure. My temperature is rising, I am hot even though sitting or standing perfectly still.

Shut down…

Got to get away from this feeling.

A feeling of being wrong, stupid, a failure, disappointment. My little girl self wants to feel safe but there is nowhere to hide. No dark corner or room.

Her weirdness is exposed.

The shame that binds.

 

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