I'm sorry.
When I feel one is slipping, I grasp for it.
And yet they slip further.
And so I panic.
I'm not quite myself right now.
The divorce is really fucking with my head.
The HSC is really fucking with my head.
My own personal life, my friendships, are really fucking with my head.
One of those will be gone soon enough.
The second in just two months.
When will the third resolve itself?
I don't know.
Hopefully soon.
People probably have noticed that if you just sit down and talk to me, I generally feel okay.
Last night I had a massive anxiety attack and a massive panic attack.
And so I needed help.
Unfortunately, time was not correct.
Still, humans require help in bizarre situations at strange times.
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