The Anxiety Attack

Its almost a week passed. Like what I said on my last blog, it was not so good days. I felt like I lost my old self. Im lonely, empty and worried. Feeling lost, I search for blogs, sites and everything that can give me assurance. I wanted to be informed but still getting too lost in the process. It seems this informations are taking me somewhere, and its not helping me. Then something strange happen to me.

One afternoon, as i was cuddling my dog, i just felt like i suddenly drop that i need to hold to whatever i could hold. I wanted to shout for help. I felt like its an endless fall and i immediately went to my sisters room. I just want to be with her. It was so frightening. I don't know what it is. Then i ask my sister if i can seek psychological help. I know i cant bear this anymore. I need some advise on how i can handle my situation. I need help.

So i found myself waiting for my cue in a psychiatric center. The male psychiatrist, though im a bit hesitant to tell my story was so supportive and understanding. I need to open up everything to him. I need to let him knew my fears, what i think, what i feel. He then advised me to take anti depressant drug, a mild one just to let me sleep so well. Been so disturbed on the past days and still waking up in the middle of the night and not going back to sleep makes me so paranoid already.

It was also on that afternoon where i consulted an internal medicine for those brown spots on my anal region. I bare all to her. She confirmed that i had already acquired genital warts. A blow on my face. I also revealed my status to her so that she will know how and why. She gave me some prescription and another schedule of check up.


I went home feeling a little relieved. The doctors really made me feel a little better,