(I reposted this because the other one screwed up when I posted, so I deleted it. Sorry!)
Hi,
I tried to describe it once to my husband. I said if you could imagine the feeling of standing on the edge of a cliff looking down all the time (that is my anxiety) and then every so often someone comes up behind you and gives you whack on the back and you loose your balance and think you are going over the edge (but you don't fall off). That is the panic! An intense fear that is quite literally h***.
My symptoms: I always feel a sudden rush of adrenaline, my brain freezes (can't think clearly), heart races out of control, and I can only think of myself and how to flee this situation causing this immediately! I also get a tightness in my chest and my breathing is very rapid. I know I am going to have a heart attack or stroke and "Where is the nearest hospital?" rushes through my brain. The worst part for me is I become totally selfish and very nasty with those around me when I am scared to death and need to change my situation now! (what we are doing, where we are going, etc).
But you know the funny thing? One day I tried a new toothpaste and apparently I have an allergy or something to an ingredient in it because I had difficulty breathing for about 20 minutes. Yet, I didn't call for help! Know why? I figured it is because I am so used to living with the feeling of terror that I was able to just ride it out until it passed. Weeeiiiirrrd!
(Not to mention I have more fear of going to the hospital than dying in my living room alone!)
Anyway, I think we all deserve a medal!
Spinnaker