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I often randomly sing what I'm doing or thinking about

Today's track is:

🎼🎶 🎵 I'm not gonna be 🎶🎵🎶 unemploooyed 🎵🎶

It is a very good song and comes with a happy dance

#Still need to do the pre-employment checks #But this makes this officially a Christmas holiday #And not 'the unofficial unemployment before the January unemployment'#Do do doooo #dancing in the kitchen #Happy dance #Corporate life

Panic disorder is different from a single panic attack. This condition is for those who have frequent, unexpected panic attacks, which can be with or without a known trigger. Not all people who have experienced (a) panic attack(s) have a panic disorder.

Signs of a panic disorder are:

Frequent, unexpected panic attacks

The attack leads to weeks to months of worrying that it will happen again to cause consequences like heart attack, going 'crazy', or dying.

Avoidant behavior to protect from a panic attack

An associated mental illness that can cause panic attacks such as OCD or social phobias

The signs of the panic attack are the same, however, varying in intensity and exact symptomology. The most common symptoms are:

Sweating

Dizziness

Chest pain/discomfort

Rapid heart rate or palpitations

Feeling suddenly feverish or chilly

Shallow breathing

Shaking/vibration sensation of the arms/legs/hands

Upset stomach or nausea

The feeling of impending doom or like they are going to die

Sullivan can have 'quiet' panic attacks, or very obvious ones. It is variable for him. Sometimes it is just him shutting down, other times it is an apparent struggle for him to try and soothe/calm himself down. He struggles a lot with nausea from it and the feeling that he's going to die--seen in a few threads as he will panickly mention that he is going to/feels like he's about to.

#♡;; musing (general)#do do doooo #we haven't written an informational thing in awhile #felt good #felt very jayme ghioepwhagew #mental illness tw #panic attack tw

“Come back to bed.”

“Aren’t you worried?”

Isaac didn’t need to open his tired eyes to know that Mason was watching him. Studying him.

“I am always worried, my love.”

The king sighed, heavy and deep and honest, before he opened his dark eyes, letting them adjust to the low glow of candle’s light. He offered an outstretched hand and Mason took it, sliding back into the warm spot he’d left at his lover’s side and curling protectively around him. “But they haven’t been safer since they last padded into this room to crawl between us ten years ago.”

To that Mason breathed a soft breath of consideration. Isaac’s eyes had drifted shut again but a slow smile spread. He knew the way his hero’s delicate features were shifting across his perfect face in careful thought.

“Ser Eoin,” Mason paused to scoff. It was as ridiculous as it sounded considering the man had less than no interest in honor, glory, or any of the associated titles. “I’ve no doubt he’ll protect her with his life.”

“Aye.” Isaac’s sleepy voice shifted into something softly darker. His idle hand left the fuzz of Mason’s forearm, sliding soft, regal fingertips across the man’s lean muscles to entwine their fingers and pull him closer. “Mayhaps he is not the one we should be concerned about.”

“She may look like her mother but she gets that sense of absolute conviction from you, you know.”

Mason breathed against Isaac’s hair, squeezing at him as the king backed himself up to press the warmth of his body along his lean lover’s own. Even after all these years the fire between them had only grown stronger.

“I know,” Isaac muttered with the smallest hint of remorse. “We want what we want.” The king’s free hand reached behind him to take hold of his lover’s cock, still slick but not quite spent from earlier exertions. “And when we want it,” he breathed, shifting only slightly to line their bodies up once again.

It was a dance Mason had mastered. He trailed kisses along his king’s shoulder, taking over control once Isaac had backed up to his thick cockhead and sinking himself home inside his lover’s body before they both adjusted to get closer.

“Is this what you want, my king?”

“What I need, my love.”

#do do doooo #i had 15 minutes and let them go and isaac does not want to talk he wants to bond so here we are ha