Find Your Parachute

One morning, out of no where, I find myself free-falling. I'm in a panic and I can't breathe. I am powerless against the force of gravity pulling me down. From the ground, people see me and they want to help. Oh my gosh, they want to help SO much. So with the best of intentions, they yell up: "Just relax. It'll be fine once you relax." "At least you are young enough, you can try again." And I yell down: "That's not helpful!!!" Still not able to find my breath, still free