The thought has popped in my head today to revisit therapy, however when this happens it is usually a warning sign telling me to run, hide and never look back. But I think my legs feel like jello and my pulse has increased. I’m having a panic attack, which is never good for anyone, especially if that person has asthma, yup I have asthma and having a panic attack where I feel like I can not breathe. Oh for fucks sake. My followers may remember i wrote about my last experiences with therapy and all, so what do you suggest? Well in this little post I’ve come up with the answer, to not go to therapy for the time being. I don’t have the energy and strength, mentally or physically to look for a new therapist and divulge my life’s story. Time for lunch.