It was Thursday in the middle of the night when I woke up and just sat up and felt scared. Like something terrible was to happen soon. Apparently I woke up in the middle of the night and I guess since I've been under a lot of stress and worry lately I finally snapped. The doctor told me I had a panic attack, and if I hadn't been rushed to the hospital could've had a seizure. They actually had to strap me down because I was flailing around so much.
My mom had been crying so much and the doctor said I could go but had to come back later for some tests. So I went to Summer School I just couldn't stay still and wait for someone to tell me whats wrong with me.
The doctor when I saw him again gave me a shit load of experimental medication... Its not doing any good... I can't sleep, I'm never hungry, and I'm constantly worried about the ones I love well being... I have another appointment tomorrow...