I had a panic attack because I was afraid of being left alone for the night and I had a job interview in the morning which means I had to have sleep last night but if I was to be left alone I wouldn’t get any sleep
So I kept asking around for people to help me last night but I didn’t get anybody to say yes until the panic was too much there for me to use my hands anymore
By that point my dad came home and at first started to help me regain the use of my hands but since I was still panicking and he doesn’t know how to deal with someone that’s having a panic attack he started yelling at me and he forced me out of my room, then he started yelling at me some more so I screamed bloody murder and ran back into my room to get away from him, he said he was going to get me sent to a mental hospital and told me to leave my room, so I did but I ran towards the back of the house. I didn’t come out until my aunt asked me to and I stayed by her.
Someone was called, but that was my mom, not a hospital. She talked to me and asked my aunt to give me a bath with some kind of salt and stuff in it which helped me calm down, then I got something to eat. While I was doing this she talked to my dad, hopefully about how to handle this sort of thing better. Because I was scared shitless that he was going to hit me.
