***Trigger Warning: Mental Health***
When I was 29 I had a breakdown.
It started as butterflies in my stomach.
A constant feeling of “something is wrong” without knowing what.
Then I started to forget words, simple words like potato and microwave (vital words in my jacket potato life).
I would go to work and “wake up” staring at my hands, not sure how long I’d been sitting that way and scared that people were noticing that I was quite clearly a massive weirdo.
