My panic attacks
ruined me whenever I had to go
into any social setting...parties, meetings, even
getting together with people I know.
My heart races, I start to perspire, touch time
breathing, all kinds of out-of-control thoughts fill my
head.
This isn't
new either. I've had these feelings as far back as
I can remember. Even in high school I was never
pretty or popular enough to fit in so I kept to myself.
As a matter of fact, I hated high school because I was
petrified about meeting anyone new.
When my senior prom rolled
around, I wasn't asked to go and I was too afraid -
panicked is a better word - to ask anyone on my own.
I was totally humiliated when my mom asked this
check-out guy from Publix Market to be my date.
Talk about complete desperation.
I knew at
that point that something had to be done to get rid of
my panic attacks which caused me to feel like I was a
square peg trying to fit into a round hole when it came
to social interactions. Yeah, I knew something had
to be done but I just couldn't being myself to do
anything about it.
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My first job was a
disaster. I hated it before I even started
to work there. It was as a receptionist at a
busy law office downtown. The first day I
left the house very early to give myself plenty
of time to talk myself into getting to work.
Found a space in the parking lot where we had
rese I felt like I couldn't
breathe, my heart felt as though it was going to
rip right out of my chest, I watched the sweat
bead up on my forehead in the rear view mirror.
Panic attack. rved spaces. After about an hour or so, I
back home and never started that job.
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Self-Help Books,
Tapes and Courses Failed Me.
Big Time
I'd like to have half the money I've spent trying to
shake these anxiety or panic attacks.
None of them worked for me. There aren't enough
positive affirmations in the word to stop or get me out
of the agony of anxiousness once it sets in. And
I've tried them all: Lila, you're calm. Lila, they
love you. Lila, you are the funniest, most
well-spoken person in the room.
Pill Popper
It's not like I didn't seek help from my doctor because
I did. He kept trying all different kinds of
medications for me. All of them were a form of a
sedative which granted they'd calm me down but once they
wore off my anxiety would come right back. And
with a vengeance too.
But my panic attacks kept coming again
and again.
I'd make plans to go out after work with the girls I
work with (I work in a medical
records office for a local hospital). Panic attack. I'd go to a hair
salon. Panic attack. Heck, each week I go
shopping at Publix, I'm literally shaking thinking that
I'll meet up with the guy my mom asked to take me to my
senior prom years ago. Panic attack.
Karen, a new girl in my
department, asked me to have lunch with her.
I said I would but when it hit 11 I felt my stomach
knotting up. By 11:45, absolute panic. Felt like I
was having a heart attack. I called across my
cubicle wall and told Karen we'll have to make it another day
as I was too busy to go out for lunch. She said
she'd run out and bring lunch back for both of us...we
would eat right at our desks. I though "trapped"
but I agreed.
She told me that she was
out of work for a long time before taking this job as
she feared being with people. Especially
strangers. I was floored because she gave off just
the opposite impression for the short time I had come to
know her as a co-worker. I told her that but she
explained how she spent a gazillion dollars over the
years on any self-help anything to stop her panic
attacks but nothing helped until her sister suggested
this.
I didn't
even have to ask if or how well it worked for her.
Proof was sitting right there in front of me.
I told her about my being
anxious my whole life and wondered if
it would work for me too. She said I wouldn't
know unless I tried. And she also said that I
should consider the alternative of not trying
it: being a prisoner in my own little world worrying
when fear of the unknown would paralyze me next.
It worked. No more panic attacks.
Unbelievable. It's been a couple of weeks since
Karen and I had lunch and gave
it a try.
It worked. No more panic attacks. No more
feelings like I was having a heart attack. No more
breathing problems or paralyzing anxiety.
AND no pills.
Maybe your panic attacks aren't as severe (maybe worse)
as mine were. Whatever the cause, this could be your
solution. It was for me.
My Best,
Lila M.
Tampa, FL
P.S. But don’t just take my word for it, listen to what
other people are saying about their getting rid of their
panic attacks too.