Trigger

That moment when I shrivel into my skin. When I hardly breathe. When my head is light and my mind is racing.

Just breathe. Keep it cool. It's okay. Do they notice? I don't think so. 

But I thought we were over this?! Why does it still flutter in my chest. Why am I sweating and uncomfortable?

Didn't we deal with this? Didn't we put it to bed? Too many times we've put it to bed. Have we not?

I wonder if this week will be the final time.