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panic attacks

Driving down the road and this feeling grows and takes complete control, driving 45 to 95 in 3.5 with no where to hide, palms are sweating, heart is racing, people are staring, start crying, I think I'm dyeing, count from 1 to 100 to make it go away but I still here the loud thumping anyway, cars getting smaller, can't breath, is this really how my life is gonna be. At home I sit all alone, just wanna be left alone, embarrassed as hell sucking down Prozac pills, but I decided to stay sane and through my pills down the drain fuck u panic I won the game.
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