I’ve had depersonalization panic attacks before, but I don’t think that’s what this is. I’ve fallen into a bit of a depression, but it’s strange this time. I’m not angry like I usually am when I’m depressed. My room feels smaller and darker than usual. Interacting with the family feels strange. I thought I had carbon monoxide poisoning a little earlier, my left ear and the area behind it was pressed by a dull pain and I felt strange. I really don’t know how else to describe it but strange. My vision feels blurry, but I can see fine. I don’t know, man.
Have you consulted a doctor about it? I’ll be honest, I’ve been fortunate that my full-scale anxiety attacks have been fairly few. Not few ENOUGH, but fairly few.
I’m not sure if you’ve mentioned this before, but are you able to look for another job?
I’m long overdue for that, a good many years. Right now, I just want my mind fixed. I’m going insane here.
Have you talked to your supervisor about it?
I ask because I’m a supervisor at Wal-Mart myself and if an employee comes to me with something like this I can usually find something away from people for them to do until they calm down and just having their supervisor know and accept it seems to help.
I have the odd panic attack at work too but working with customers usually makes it go away after a few minutes cuz I’m more focused on them than my chest.
My weekend supervisor is not exactly the sympathetic type, and except for one guy who mysteriously NEVER does ANY work (don’t get me started), we’re going to need all hands on deck for the holiday weekend.
My father is still in the hospital. He is in the intensive care step down unit. He sleeps a lot and tires easily. He spoken a few words but not much. He is still very much out of it. They are giving him some medicine today to try to wake him up more. He has been able to follow a few directions(like wiggling his toes and squeezing his hand). They it might a take a year for the blood in his head to absorb. We still don’t know if he has had brain damage or not. Last Saturday was tough, he didn’t look good and I thought he was going to die soon. He has improved a little since then, his vital signs are better. I wish I knew how this was going to end. If you pray, please keep praying for my family and my father. Thank you.
Slow progress is still progress. I hope to God he continues to improve.