From the moment I woke up in the morning, my heart would start to beat rapidly. I felt my chest tighten and a wave of intense fear would wash over me. I knew I was having a panic attack and I had no idea what to do about it.
My panic disorder had started a few months ago and caused me to suffer from panic attacks and extreme anxiety on a daily basis. It was like I was living in a state of constant terror. I would be walking down the street and my chest would start to tighten and my heart would race and I would start to fear that something terrible was about to happen.
It felt like no matter where I was or what I was doing, my panic disorder had a way of controlling me and my life. I tried to fight it but it felt like no matter how hard I tried I just couldn’t break free. I was stuck in a vicious cycle of panic attacks and anxiety that I had no control over.
I tried to go to therapy and take medication, but it felt like nothing was working. My anxiety was getting worse and my panic attacks more frequent. I felt like I was losing the battle against my disorder and I was starting to despair.
Finally, I gave up. There was no hope for me and I resigned to spending my life in fear, constantly on edge and on the brink of another agonizing panic attack. My life was irrevocably changed and I was resigned to living my life in a constant state of terror.
I was never able to break free from my panic disorder and it was a battle that I eventually lost. I was consumed by my panic attacks and anxiety and it was a battle I couldn’t win.
No matter how hard I tried, I just couldn’t break free from my panic disorder and the terror it brought. In the end, my panic palpitations won.