Diary Entry of a Panic Attack

Suddenly I was slipping. It was on the freeway. Fear was a spider crawling up my spine, and on it's back was Despair. I turned up the radio full blast. Pop, Christian Pop. Anything to regain my footing. But I was skidding. That thing was coming close to my neck. I'm scared. I'm scared. I'm… Continue reading Diary Entry of a Panic Attack