anxiety attacks and what can solve it

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july 20th, 2018
tw for Marijuana 🤪🤪🤪
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tyler (7:20pm)
josh
lets hang out like right now
my anxiety is off the fucking charts i need it

josh (7:25pm)
by it you mean weed dont you

tyler (7:25pm)
yeah so what
i need you too i mean of course i do

josh (7:28pm)
sometimes i think youre only talking to me so you can get high

tyler (7:30pm)
shut up josh you know thats not true
but come on please im already here at the park im shaking and shit im on the verge of an attack

josh (7:30pm)
look behind you idiot.

tyler is breathing hard, hands shaking a little bit. josh already has it inbetween his fingers, and tyler snatched it to take a long hit, coughing but breaths becoming normalized after a moment or two rather than nearly hyperventilating. he handed it back to josh. "thanks, baby. god, i felt like i was going to fucking die." he mumbled, hand shakily running through his hair.

"welcome i guess. let's just lay here for a while, alright? i'm so fucking tired." josh grumbled, laying down on the grass. "you're always tired. how's your anxiety? you should smoke this with me so i don't feel like such a fucking leech." tyler laughed, sitting cross-cross next to his boyfriend.

"my anxiety sucks, ty." josh simply responded. he rolled over and laid his head down on the man's thigh. "yeah, i thought so. did anything happen?" tyler asked. josh handed the blunt to tyler. "not really. i've been drinking way too much coffee lately just to stay awake even though it's like killing my mental health." he rolled his eyes.

"saw it on your snap," tyler said, blowing out the smoke, "you should really stop. man, i'd have a fucking heart attack if i drank coffee." he laughed. "yeah, well, i don't know if i really need to stop. this is like, the only first time in forever this has happened." josh sighed.

"we're here for a good time, not a long time. do whatever you want, j. we're all going to fuckin' die someday. drink all the coffee you want." tyler shrugged. he passed the blunt over.

josh took it and snorted a little. "it's not like i'm doing coke." he mumbled.

"you can do that too. i prefer you don't though."

josh full on laughed and rolled over, straddling his boyfriend. "you're so fucking stupid." he

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