Yesterday I was treated to another panic attack, the first one in months but one which hit me brutally hard this time. As I write I'm still a little shaky and unsure of myself, although I've managing to reassemble myself reasonably well this morning.

I hadn't been paying real attention during the last few weeks, but in hindsight I can see how a lot of tension has been building up recently. A couple of tell-tale signs weren't recognised on time, for whatever reason when I did note them they didn't register properly.

Despite all the progress I've made during the last year I still manage to get tackled by my inattentiveness once in a while. When issues become too familiar or commonplace, they tend to drop out of sight where I don't really keep an eye on them until something happens to upset the balance.

Bother...
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