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Euphoria

Rue: (teenager, early 20’s)

I remember when I was eleven years old, it was a couple months after my dad got diagnosed
and we got the results back from the prognosis, and it was really good. It was like 80/20 and we
decided to celebrate, so, we ordered a bunch of Chinese food. I remember that night I was
laying in between my parents in bed, and all of a sudden I could not breath. It was like there was
no air left in the world. And I was gasping and I was panicking. And they called the ambulance
and they thought I was like, having an allergic reaction or some shit. And then when I got to the
hospital, they gave me liquid Valium. Yeah, to calm me down. And when it hit me I thought, this
is it. This is the feeling I’ve been searching for my entire life. For as long as I can remember,
because suddenly, the world went quiet. And I felt safe. In my own head… Two years later he
was gone. Panic attack stayed.. and I found a way to live, so.. Will it eventually kill? Maybe, but
maybe not, I don’t know… Still gonna be my dealer?

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