My English are not that good, but I will try my best. Please forgive me. I’m so thankful for this site. Really. To read all the problems and feelings and to know that’s exactly how I feel is a big help this far. I hate this fear. My father died two years ago. He wasn’t feeling to well. He died in a heart attack, but I though that he had a tummy virus. I promised myself that I would never let this fear get me down again. That I will never again in my life ignore someone who is feeling sick.
But that didn’t last long. My boyfriend’s daughter was sick on a bus and I was so afraid of her. She was away for 3 weeks. She “v” on the bus. I have tried my best to ignore her, but she loves me very much and was with me the whole time…kissing me, hugging me. Telling me all the stories to her mother’s. I was feeling to bad to tell her to leave me alone.
The same night I had a panic attic. I just want to say I hate this fear. [img]smileys/smilies_07.gif[/img]