When the Answer Is Nothing

Footing has been recovered, more or less. (There’s always a bit of slip-and-slide in my mental state.) So, the question becomes “What have I learned from this little misadventure of sanity?” The answer, of course, is nothing. There is nothing to “learn” from these attacks. After a quarter of a century of them, I’ve picked through the panic and got all that can be got. But… I do know now that I can still survive such an episode. That is the lone positive, albeit one I’d rather not have learned. Enough introspection. Time to carry on. Until tomorrow… Chloe #panic #recovery #mentalillness