Welcome to the Secret Confessions thread. Beyond the pure anonymity of the internet, there lies a certain level of understanding behind all the accounts here on FF. The SC account carries burden of allowing the user to give a candid, private confession with (hopefully) understanding feedback. The SC thread is for other posters to give kind and/or helpful advice, words of empathy, or a secret of their own (under the SC name or not).
This account is a group account, and EVERYONE needs to treat it respectfully. By posting under the Secret Confessor, you are pledging to refrain from hate mail, "finger-pointing", insulting and being a jerkface. By posting in the SC thread, you are pledging to keep the comments respectful. This has not yet been a problem, but it's nice to have written down "just in case".
If you would like to use the SC account for ANY reason beside posting in this thread, please PM me- even if it's under the SC name (this is not to exert authority, but to maintain order over a very accessible account).
If I had a panic attack, I would feel like ______.
On a scale of 1 to 10, the importance that I seek help from an adult is ____.
The person I should approach to seek help from is _______.
If I had a panic attack, I would feel like I was about to die.
On a scale of 1-10, the importance that I seek help from an adult is 10, unless the topic would be better handled by seeking a peer who is better informed on what's going on, but this is rare.
The person I should approach to seek help from is my dad, because he's an expert in law and engineering, a model of rationality, and is a near-infallible problem solver.
Again, not sure if this would apply to you. You aren't me, and you don't have my parents.
For a panic attack?
The milder ones I just freeze up. The harsher ones I actively try to get the heck away (worst experience of my life, heavy turbulence on a flight to Detroit; nowhere to run).
Psychotherapist perhaps, to talk it over, but unless you were dropping into a seizure, or harming yourself or others, then I shouldn't think that it merits a doctor, just some time in bed and someone to talk to.
So, yesterday I acted like a wicked stuck-up bitch to my mom, and I feel awful about it.
And just now I posted a kinda snide comment in someone's formspring.
Anonymously.
And I don't even really know her.