Panic Room Update

So, I'm feeling better today (I think) aside from the physical remnants of my "ordeal" (I hate to use dramatic words like that but I have to call it something). I feel a little spent from the throwing up and my heart is still beating hard on a consistent basis. The overpowering panic and uncontrollable emotional flooding has subsided considerably but the meory is still fresh in my mind enough to make me wonder if it's really gone, or just hiding.

It's kind of like the last ten minutes of a slasher movie where you think the serial killer has been squashed by the giant cog in the old mill...and then the music starts up and he re-appears and tries to kill the hero. Fantastic: my life is a an 80s teen slasher pic.

Regardless, I feel weary, unfocused and suspicious.

Which is a big improvement.