It’s been just over 7 months since I (m21) left my abusive ex gf and my life in a different state behind. I’m over 1000 miles away from where I used to call home and where I was with her. This morning on my commute to work I saw a car on the road that was the same color and model as the one she drove, and I almost threw up from the anxiety I felt because of it. I had to pull over into a strip mall because I was in the onset of a panic attack. I sat for 20 minutes feeling like I couldn’t breathe and was on the verge of breaking down into tears. I was late to work and rolled up looking like death and feeling sick to my stomach from this, and after all the progress I’ve made these past few months I feel like I’m not getting any better.

Edit:fixed typos