and you just find yourself in tears all the time Nothing is insurmountable Nobody is gravely ill of some painful disease Nothing really 'wrong'
Yet everything is wrong and nothing makes you happy really and all these niggling things keep adding up and it's like a shroud that covers you and makes the breathing difficult And then the panic attacks start over what (part of) your brain keeps saying is nothing to panic about And you push and breathe and you keep struggling against it all because you've done it all before and you know what it is Yet is makes no difference And you're so angry and upset that it makes no difference because it all keeps adding up and multiplying