Well-Being in the Midst of it All

How do I sit in the midst of the screaming? Who do I reach out to that doesn’t want my money? Who do I ask to walk beside me so I don’t feel so alone? I think I finally got to it - well-being in the midst of it all. Not the midst of the world, but rather, the midst of my own mine silently screaming. No words, just pain / an uncomfortable itch / a tightness of panic in my throat like I might stop breathing. Where is the well-being in the midst of all that? Do I walk? Do I numb? Do I get still and quiet? Do I distract? Do I write? How do I love myself right now? How do I love myself in the midst of it all?