Monday, August 24, 2009
Anxiety Attack
I'm sitting in the back of our family car, when I realized I was experiencing shortness of breath. At first, I coached myself, "Saying everything was fine, just take short breaths breating in slow and exhaling calmly." But, unfortunately my mind and body don't always agree. Surely, I began to panic. I grabbed my briefcase frantically, hoping to find a bottle of water or a pain pill. I started to hypervenilate, scream, cry, and drag myself across the floor to the car. Then BAM! Its over.
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