How I Dealt With My First Ever Panic Attack
I thought I was kicking the bucket…
My first fit of anxiety was in 2015. However I didn't know that it was so at that point. After I had my lunch, I took the dishes to the sink when unexpectedly, a looming feeling of destruction came over me, similar to I planned to kick the bucket right at that point. My hands were shaking and my legs could scarcely hold my weight. I dialed triple 0 (Australia's 911) and probably crept right out of the house to my nearby neighbor's front yard. The emergency vehicle came quickly, connected wires to my chest, and following a couple of moments, proclaimed that I was in no sort of peril. They even asked me what wellbeing conventions I follow cause I was extremely sound. At 38, I looked youthful and fit. I was doing crossfit 4 times each week on the off chance that not 5, eating for the most part regular food, complete with supplements, and ensured I was dozing sufficiently. So they advised me to rest it out the remainder of the day. Still shaken, I took the evening off and immediately overlooked the frequency… Until following seven days…