It begins with a tightness in your chest. Like your muscles and bones and organs are
all being pulled towards each other. Yet somehow you also feel hollow.
You become increasingly aware of your heartbeat, which is getting faster. It seems
that your tiny, pathetic lungs can’t get much air, so you are gasping, heaving, trying
desperately to inhale enough oxygen.
You know you need to lie down and you glance at the bed but instead opt for the
cool hardwood floor because, although you are shivering, your face is hot and you
can feel the sweat on the back of your neck. You feel like you need to go throw up or
punch something or hide somewhere where nobody could possibly walk in on you
like this, but you can’t, because your limbs are cardboard and your torso feels so, so,
heavy, like your ribs are made of metal and the floor is magnetic.
And worst of all is that feeling, the overwhelming sense of dread, the way you just
know that something is wrong. Everything is wrong. Maybe you actually are dying
this time. Or maybe this is a sign that you’re slowly losing your mind, that you will
soon lose the little bit of sanity you have left. You can see yourself now, lying on
clean white sheets, fighting against leather wrist restraints. You tell yourself that
isn’t going to happen, this is normal, your body just overdoes it with the stress
hormones a bit, but you can’t fight the feeling that you are truly broken.
You want to scream but no sound will come out. And you think, before this all
started, you had absolutely no idea how it felt to really be afraid.
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