Heavy breaths bounce in the corners of my room while tears stream down my face as I wonder what's the reason this time around. In the back of my mind, I know for sure why it's 1am and I can't sleep again. It's scary to say it out loud. I pull up my phone to distract my brain since it seems like it can't keep quiet but all the images remind me that I don't have anyone to call to ask them to help me out. Even my dog leaves quietly towards my parents' bedroom even though they haven't got home yet. I don't start to calm down until these words make their way into the notes on my phone. I can breathe again. - panic attack.