Friday, July 16, 2004

Panic

O M G I can't believe I am home this early on a Friday night. I had to come home. I think this Gretel/Saxon thing is really beginning to effect me psychologically. I had a panic attack in a spa tub at Crown Casino. Well, not quite in the tub, it was just before I was supposed to get in it. A footballer (no name) and I were knocking some back in our towelling robes whilst the spa was filling up. I was feeling pretty good, quite chilled. As he led me to the bubbling water I experienced a panic attack so severe that I could not go through with it. I ran back into the other room, that terrifying vision of Saxon's mum pedalling on the generator burning before my face. My heart was racing and I thought I was going to die. The footballer (no name) turned on the TV as I downed 2 Xanax. I went home after that. Vibe ruined.