This hasn't happened to me in a very long time.
I was in the kitchen fixing dinner for the kids not really thinking about anything other than dinner..then bamm I was overwhelmed with a panic feel and very bad thoughts that I'd rather not discuss. I dropped what I was doing and went into Zach's room just to get a bit of peace and recollect myself.
I hate when this happens. It's frustrating because I feel as if I'm losing control...then I "get over it" and everything is back to my old self.
I guess I was in overload so now instead of fried chicken and mash potatoes the kids are eating rice with butter. Though Zach asked for rice in the first place but I feel bad not giving them a good homemade dinner...oh well.
I so hope that was it and doesn't come back for the next "long time"...I hate feeling out of control.
k, I'm done ranting.