I've simply had enough of this, my anxiety has followed me all the way to Las Vegas and has made it his goal to ensure I don't have a good time! Thought I'd let my hair down last night and have a few drinks, what a terrible idea, woke up today reeling very dazed and not with it. Every breathe I take in I'm expecting to have a stabbing pain in my chest and have a heart attack! When I look at myself in the mirror now I am questioning whether the Moles I've had are new (cancerous). I've had images of me collapsing and dying innmy head with me with a smile on my face as I'll be rid of all of this pain and suffering!!!