That Scraping Feeling in the Back of the Head

Hello. It’s pretty bad this time around. It’s one of those anxiety attacks that isn’t a full blown one, but it feels like it’s ramping up to that. It’s like my brain is wrapped in barbed wire and every little thought tightens it. It’s like a rough scraping against the base of the skull. It’s pounding and pounding and pounding and pounding. It’s telling me to run as far away as possible. To leave and keep going and going and going until the feeling is gone. My room is like a small box. The white walls make my eyes hurt. I can’t stop moving about. I’m not eating right now. I think the hunger will make me forget about the scraping feeling. I want to distract my mind but nothing is working. I hate this feeling. She won’t talk to me anymore. Not like before. The scrapping feeling is awful. I need to reach inside and just yank my brain out. No more. I want it out. Thanks for listening.