In the middle of my mild attack this morning, my bf gave me the biggest hug and just held me until I calmed down. I wouldn’t have been able to get out the door without that hug. I probably would have just quit my job today if that hug wasn’t there. It feels good to know that no matter what, I have found relief In human touch. It’s like I left my worries and fear on his chest. I still feel the anxiety but there are no tears and sweating right now.