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Ugh... Not only did I bruise the sides of my hands, but I also seem to have given myself laryngitis from all of that... *sigh*

I always knew it was a trigger. This isn't the first time this has happened to me. I'm just glad that the circumstances required to snowball to that level are fairly specific. It's rare that I'm truly helpless; I'm inventive enough that I can usually figure something out and flexible enough that for the things I can't fix I can safely just give up on. It requires being simultaneously too important to give up on, being something that I feel like I'm able to do something about, and being repeatedly denied when I try.

And even then, it doesn't escalate into a panic attack if my background stress levels are under control. I have to have already been running on empty in order to not have the spoons necessary to keep myself calm.