I was at a friend’s house the other night and I had my first panic attack post Grace. It really was an eye opening experience for me. I believe I have PTSD from losing my daughter, maybe even stemming from childhood. So I made an appointment with the grief specialist, I can’t get in until May.
The bottom line is, I feel safe in my home. But when I’m out in the world, I only feel safe when Jim is with me. I have to get my mind right before I can have another baby. I cannot be a mother to a live child like this.
If I have any more panic attacks in the mean time, I will use other techniques to get through them, until I can get some help. I may need medication. I don’t have to be on it forever, but I need to learn how to cope.
Just taking it one day at a time.
That’s all for now. 🙂