So Saturday I had a good drink, I don't drink much, but I saw friends I hadn't seen in a long long time, got a bit over excited and ended up drinking a ridiculous amount of whiskey.
I am fucking dying still. I cannot cope. I've literally had to get my mum round to look after the kids while I go back to bed. How bad is that ? I cannot believe the anxiety I feel. This morning I had a panic attack, couldn't stop crying, dh gone to work, had a meeting he couldn't get out of so I needed my mum.
I do suffer with my mental health anyway that I have to take tablets for but I don't think I've ever been so anxious as I was yesterday and today it's fucking worse not better !! I'm 35, there really is no excuse for this behaviour.
When is it going to go away ?? I hate myself.