The butterfly effect

" I should have known sleeping on that bench was a stupid Idea.

I mean, don't get me wrong, I was fully Aware it was. But I was too tired, and cold, and lying down was so tempting...

It was one AM in the city. Earlier, I had meant to go to a show, even though my mental state was unstable to begin with, and large groups of people and noise made it worse.

But this show was important, a friend was performing. I was insistent on supporting her.

I ended up having a panic attack, throughout the whole show, right outside of the theater.

at this point, most people would have gone home. But in my state, I fell asleep on that bench. I assumed home would be there tomorrow, and in the morning it'll be easier to find my way there.

but now I'm not on that bench. Now I'm in prison. My head hurts, and everything is blurry. I have no idea how I got here.

When I get a panic attack, I black out. I forget what I do, or say, until it's over.

The last thing I remember is that bench. I swear. I'm not sure what I did wrong. "