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I am stressed but okay. I promise. I really am okay.
A thread at the Swamp (a site that I really enjoy and am a mod at) sent me to the edge of a panic attack tonight. Internet Stalking, sexual harassment by ShifterGS, and a couple of other subjects. In fact, I feel like there is a weight on my chest that is slowly squeezing on my rib cage. I've had Axiety attacks since I was abused. It's a scary feeling. It starts out with my hands shaking and my breathing becoming fast and shallow. Then I feel the need to get to somewhere safe. Usually the only place that I can find that fits that discription is to sit on my bed hugging a teddy bear. Almost always it brings me to tears.
Shifter and I had a "scuffle" in September. He and I were both members at Drifter's site, and I had my AIM screenname posted in my information. Shifter proceeded to harass me for the next hour and a half after he first used my screenname. After repeated attempts to tell him that I didn't appriciate his tactics and comments, I blocked him. I've had multiple internet stalkers, but the one I had this year took the cake. I feel ill thinking of it.
Needless to say, I'm going home to drown my sorrows in chocolate. Lots of chocolate.
Music: None
Mood: Agitated
A thread at the Swamp (a site that I really enjoy and am a mod at) sent me to the edge of a panic attack tonight. Internet Stalking, sexual harassment by ShifterGS, and a couple of other subjects. In fact, I feel like there is a weight on my chest that is slowly squeezing on my rib cage. I've had Axiety attacks since I was abused. It's a scary feeling. It starts out with my hands shaking and my breathing becoming fast and shallow. Then I feel the need to get to somewhere safe. Usually the only place that I can find that fits that discription is to sit on my bed hugging a teddy bear. Almost always it brings me to tears.
Shifter and I had a "scuffle" in September. He and I were both members at Drifter's site, and I had my AIM screenname posted in my information. Shifter proceeded to harass me for the next hour and a half after he first used my screenname. After repeated attempts to tell him that I didn't appriciate his tactics and comments, I blocked him. I've had multiple internet stalkers, but the one I had this year took the cake. I feel ill thinking of it.
Needless to say, I'm going home to drown my sorrows in chocolate. Lots of chocolate.
Music: None
Mood: Agitated

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