In fact, I've been having one of those "attacks" since about Friday. It's gotten especially bad today as I haven't been able to keep ANY food down. So I had a liquid dinner and it helped...slightly. Which sucks, I was completely fucking lit and I still felt it. I hate this shit.

Since I've been on the welbutrin again, pretty much all my anxiety is female related. I can pretty much keep everything else in check. Its that unknown that I have absolutely no control over that absolutely tears me apart inside. Right now all I taste is stomach acid and I have a piercing pain in my stomach that won't go away no matter what I do. Oh well, it has become such a part of my life I accept it and somehow seem to thrive off it in a sick, dimented, self-loathing way. I hate it and love it equally.