i may scream, and get frustrated, and cry and feel defeated. but then i look into those big brown eyes and smile, because i realize that you still have your entire life left to live and i hate my self for ever being mad. my little boy is the best little boy.
you know for someone who has never had a panic attack, ever. and then having 4 of them in a 2 week period of time really bothers me. hmmm..... i wonder why.