“After all these years, I have gotten used to your meltdowns. They’re like earthquakes – sometimes big and sometimes little,” Greg explained while I was experiencing a major earthquake this weekend.
“The panic attacks are tremors,” I added to the description, “but the depression that can follow a series of panic attacks is the earthquake.”
He tries to understand. He really does. When I’m curled up in bed all day long watching bad movies on Lifetime in the midst of one of my earthquakes, he knows that I don’t want to deal with anyone but him while I’m that weepy and that vulnerable. When I’m uncontrollably crying and hyperventilating during one of my tremors, he holds my hand.
I can only hope I am as loving and caring while trying to understand the peaks and the valleys of type 1 for him.
Filed under: Anxiety, Diabetes | 1 Comment
As a sufferer myself I can relate to all that you’ve said in your article and I’m sure it will be of benefit to others too. I suffered from been a child so I understand these problems more than most. Thank you..