January 7th Tuesday.

I had a panic attack last night, in my own house. I was panicking about doing the school run this morning. I honestly don't know what's wrong with me anymore. I'm really struggling with life. I've taken Jesse school, filled with anxiety. I went to see my friends in the cafe and the whole time I sat there I was anxious. I didn't have alot to say to them and I cried. 
I don't think I can do life anymore. I just can't do it. Everyday is a battle. It's killing me off slowly. I'm not doing well. 
I had to take my dog out for a walk last night so I could breathe. I felt suffocated in the house. I'm anxious now as I type this. I've gone off food, it started about 6 weeks ago and now I'm a stone and half down in weight, which is a good thing but it's not good that I'm barely eating anything.
I just want to feel better. 

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