13,275 Days Alive
3,236 Words Written
29 Days To Go in NaNoWriMo
1 Panic Attack
So, I had a panic attack at work today. Super sucked. Basically, there was a meeting of all the legal assistants in workers comp, my division, except for my coworker Nancy and I. I thought I had done something wrong and my brain promptly spiraled into an anxiety attack that I was going to get fired.
It took almost an hour for me to breathe normally again.
On a sale of one to ten, it was a nine on the suckage scale. So now I’m exhausted, emotionally and mentally.
On the plus side, I hit about double my intended word count for NaNoWriMo today; and I attended a virtual write in. It was… tepidly okay. Not as much fun as an in person event. But such is the times of COVID.
I had to reschedule my psych appointment for the 19th because of money issues. I just don’t have $200 lying around to go see the new person. Nor do I have the $350 to go see the old dude I went t before. I’m hoping I can get a refill of my meds before I go to Chicago for Thanksgiving.
I’m tired and I need to be up early. I’m for bed.
Take your meds, folks.
Postmark Wonderland 