My older sister a nurse in the US tells me ‘you need to get on anxiety meds‘. She reminds me ‘Stace you have always had anxiety now you are having panic attacks‘.

I stubbornly refuse and argue that I need to get down to the root cause and when my breathing normalises then I will have discovered the solution. Meds will only mask the symptoms of intangible struggles.

I am still carrying on with my dreams, but am spending more time listening to myself and my body. The first step toward healing is awareness.

My landlord’s daughter is so sweet. She gives me the best hugs.