you always had issues with feeling grounded, like things are real. You had medication to help with it but you had ran out and yet to have a chance to pick up some more. Tonight was the second night without your medication. You felt sick and things processed almost disoriented, you felt dread wash over you for no apparent reason as you started to panic. Your boyfriend Keegan kneeled in front of you on the couch and had his hand on your hand can you tell me what’s going on, darling?