"Regression"

As I walked down the street, the sounds and smells around me began to feel like a cacophony of chaos. I felt my anxiety spiking, my heart racing like a jackrabbit. I tried to take deep breaths, but my lungs felt like they were constricting. Suddenly, I was overwhelmed by a sense of terror. I was alone, and I was scared. I stopped walking and stood there, frozen in fear. My mind, which had been racing with thoughts of escape and independence, began to unravel. I felt myself slipping back, regressing to a time when I was completely dependent on others. I was a baby again, helpless and scared. I let out a high-pitched wail, my body shaking with sobs. I felt like I was losing myself, like I was disappearing into a sea of uncertainty. I didn't know where I was or where I was going. All I knew was that I was alone, and I was terrified. Hange caught up to me, their footsteps slowing as they approached. "Hey, what's wrong?" they asked, their voice soft and concerned. But I just shook my head, unable to speak. I was too busy trying to process the overwhelming emotions that were consuming me. Hange reached out and gently took my hand, leading me to a nearby bench. I collapsed onto it, my body shaking with sobs. Hange sat down beside me, wrapping their arms around me. "It's okay, I'm here," they whispered. "You're not alone." But I felt alone. I felt like I was drowning in a sea of fear and uncertainty. I buried my face in Hange's shoulder, letting out a series of high-pitched cries. I was a baby again, scared and helpless. Hange stroked my hair, trying to calm me down. But I could feel their confusion. They didn't understand what was happening to me. They didn't know how to reach me. As I cried, I felt my mind slipping further and further away. I was a newborn baby, completely dependent on Hange for comfort and security. I didn't know how to regulate my emotions or calm myself down. All I knew was that I was scared, and I needed Hange. Hange looked at me, their eyes filled with concern. They saw the change in me, the regression to a younger state. They realized that I wasn't just upset, I was losing myself. And they didn't know how to help me. "What's happening to you?" Hange whispered, their voice barely audible. But I just shook my head, unable to answer. I didn't know what was happening to me either. All I knew was that I was scared, and I needed Hange to make it all better.