Writer'sblock theme on mental health
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can't say I know more. Can't say I've seen more. I can see it felt like only I could feel the pain. Only I could. But later I found out that I was not alone. The difference? Only a matter of circumstance. I've been there, you know, just to have someone on the phone. You are not alone. You're having a panic attack. Deep breath. One, two, three. What was that? The therapist said his thoughts aren't really just watched him pass. They're just those ramblings. There's no reality. Just watch them past, huh? No worries and poster Sindhu. I've had a bit, huh? Do I watch people and think I've got to hate from them? Do they know? I think, Where did it all go wrong? The last thing feeling of being a failure. Can they just Cor we with healthy decision standing in line, ordering a data. Great big blueberry muffin on an increasing endorphins at the excitement and rush to the head. You're having a sweet treat. Will this help you forget? Will it help to me? You feel good even just for a while. Take a long drag on your cigarette. That's it. Can a mission few signal. It's kind of Lee. Enjoy the chronic feeling of feeling sick with everything with life. Go for a walk. That's good for you. Hang on. I feel guilty now. I got **** to do. You know, play with your son as all get a little bundle Mischief your time. Come on. Some days I can't sleep at night. And then it's an early start with the baby clothing He doesn't know he's ahead of the curve. A true rolling stone. Not like his daddy. Don't even have the energy to play with your kid. Watch wrong with you. What's right with you again? They're just thoughts. They are observable, the therapist says. Cut to three hours later and have wet shoes. Murder my jacket. Sweat from 100 trips to the outdoor Slade on Buzz and my head aches from laughing so much My son is the picture of health. I've forgotten to observe my thoughts. I'm happy. Hang on. Wasn't I supposed to watch my thoughts? But I was in the moment in a flu at least, Therapists for real man, Later putting my baby to bed. Hey man, tapering in my years he should be going to his Carney's warning, You should be able to leave him to fall asleep. That kettle of problems on life Oh, I can't fault mind their business now. It's just a thought. It just means kids in general. And she's right. But my boy's a warrior and he just loves to party. He goes till he drops. Just like his mama. It's time to teach him the routine. A good portion of delays in tatters houses like a bus coach. Finally, I walk downstairs after put maybe rascal to bed. Half hour later, I'm sitting and thinking Mother Half is going to bait. No, don't leave me to think my own thoughts. I need to be seen to be understood. To Wayne down, you're having a panic thought not a panic attack. Chill. Make some tea. Became yourself. You are not your thoughts