A note to our therapist Eileen, written in desperation

This is what we wrote eileen in utter desperation. We really thought we were going to die from the panic, and the dissociation and switching got so bad, it was utter hell.
Eileen,
I feel desperate, so I am reaching out to you in desperation. I dont know what to do. I feel as if I am about to implode, I also feel as if I am gonna die from anxiety, panic, and dissociation.
What would you tell me to do? Probably, you’d say breathe, or, there is no 9 9 9.
I wish you were here, I need your sootheing voice, your calming presence.
I need a hug. Fuck covid, I need to touch you and hug you.
When you get this, please reply to me with some words of wisdom.
Love
Us

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Author: Carol anne

I am 40 years young. I'm blind and I have dissociative identity disorder, I also have complex PTSD. I blog about my life with these disorders. I live in Ireland.

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