I was going to say I suffered from panic attacks but then I thought I actually didn't because the first time I had it was horrendous but then I wlearned to accept it. I was 17,I wasin the movies with my girllfriend. Suddenly I started sweating, my heart beating extremely fast and feeling like I had lost it. Soon after I saw a psychotherapist and I learned what it was. I felt better when I actually learned that I would not die from it or lose my mind from it. Slowly, with the help of my therapist, I learned to recognize it and just be aware of it. I learned to just welcome it when it came because all it was was basically bad energy leaving my body and it actually was a great thing that the bad energy was leaving my body. One more thing, my therapist told me, imagine you are trying to surf in the ocean. What do you do?Do you fight with the waves or just allow the waves to help you surf. You allow the waves to help you surf. So i allowed myself to actually exoerience the panic attack without judging. It doesn't mean that you are crazy or a bad person or whatever. The trick is to recognize it and surf it.
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