Come along with me. We're going out to have a panic attack. Yep, we're going to face it and accept it. So, I'm a little nervous as I walk through the market hoping I can get my shopping done before I have a pa. I don't enjoy this anymore , I put it off until the cupboards are bare. I hurry a little but I don't want anyone to notice me, I slow down. I am feeling shaky and I grasp the cart, my legs are turning to jelly. As the lights get too bright and seem to merge into a swirl of movement and color. I feel like I can't breath, but I remind myself that I am breathing I start to breath with purpose and slowly. I am not passing out. The adrenalin is pumping into me. I am not depressed physically, I am hyper , too hyped up to pass out. I focus on guiding my cart and decide to go to the ladies rm. I can smile at people but I want to be alone and pull myself together. I am very slowly calming down, breathing is better. I go into the ladies , grab a paper towel, soak it with cold water, go into a stall where I sit and use the cold water on my neck and wrists. I know the worst has passed . I continue to control my breathing and on jelly legs I go to my car, I have had enough. I have faced it as long as I could. Tomorrow I will try again. I feel successful, nothing bad has happened to me except some very nasty feelings. Pam 1 vs . pa 1. I think it's a draw.
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