I haven’t flown in years & there’s a good reason for that. The last time I flew, I had really high anxiety. I was stressed the whole time, had panic attacks, & didn’t know what was wrong with me. So even while I’m packing tonight for my trip, I can feel my anxiety rising. My head is pounding & I’m starting to shake. And the fucked up part? I feel like I don’t deserve a vacation. Like this is my punishment. Because with depression, it’s an one-two punch. I’m really thankful I have Xanax this time around to help me out. Here’s hoping I can get through traveling tomorrow without falling apart.