Today I had an anxiety attack because I recently moved into a new apartment this year and I have a wall AC unit as opposed to central air. I have a siberian husky. Today, the weather hit 70 degrees. I started freaking out that the dog would get too hot and turned on the AC for the first time and it didn’t get cold enough. It was fine. It was only 72 degrees in the apartment and after about an hour dropped down to a perfect 70. During this hour I literally sat on the floor and cried and tried to tell myself that we’re both safe and we’re both healthy, everything is fine. 

It wasn’t always like this. There was a time i actually believed I was safe and secure. I don’t even remember what it was like to feel that way. Now everyday is a struggle and I feel like I’m being tested. The only reason I feel like I’m still going is because my dog needs me.