Attack of the Panic

So I am having a freaking panic attack. Trying to write to let some out and not have this happen. Bobbles hates me. Meat hates me. I screwed everything up at the breakfast. The concert I lost it. I cant answer my phone because I hate talking to people because I am scared. I cant call anyone even when I need the help. Like now. Just calling and talking to someone would be good. But I cant even pick up my phone. DAMN IT!!!! I just want to call G and talk. I dont even know about what. I dont know why. I just know talking to people helps. I FUCKING CANT!!! I hate my self even more now. I just

So at that point I either passed out, or went to bed. Dont remember. I just know that I havent been able to leave my room while anyone is around today. I really dont like this part of me. But right now I cant change me in the present I can work on me in the future.