Fuck. I think a panic attack is coming on. I could feel it starting this afternoon, and skipped a bunch of errands that I knew could trigger it, but now I really need to calm myself down, and I can't.
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Damn. Crying.
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Is there anything we can do for you?
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Thanks. I'm not sure if there's anything you can do. I'm trying to distract myself, but music and TV are just irritating right now, and I can't find a book that I want to read that doesn't trigger something.
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OK, lolcats are helping a bit.
Wish I had a real cat. But it wouldn't be fair to put the "calm me down" job onto a cat. Kitty's job should just be to be a kitty.
Wish I had a real cat. But it wouldn't be fair to put the "calm me down" job onto a cat. Kitty's job should just be to be a kitty.
Harvey sends his best purrs to you.
He is definitely a cat who believes his job in life is to make people feel better. And believe me, he gets grumpy when a chosen recipient of his PURRRRRRRRRR doesn't straighten up and get happy.
ETA: No pressure, or anything.
actually, that is what they do by being kitty.
Thanks.