Breathe.

I now know what a panic attack feels like. I'm a little better right now. Breathing somewhat at a natural pace. Still a bit in shock, but I'm better. I really miss the ability to just sit and exist with a friend that I trust. The peaceful presence of someone that just exudes peace. I miss hugs. I don't need people to make things better for me, because I know that only Jesus has that ability, but having a little bit of love from people I love always makes it a little bit easier. Everything will be okay. I just need Jesus to be enough.

Psalm 23.