Welcome to my mans point of view for today.
One of the worst things that can possibly happen to anyone is for them to have panic attacks, I had them for around three years and I think that those years were possibly the worst years of my life. it was a living nightmare.
I guess it all started one day when I was around 22 years old I was sat in my house playing a game on my computer and I felt fine. I was feeling a little hungry so I turned off the game and stood up to go get some food from the kitchen.
as I walked to the kitchen I could still hear the explosions from the game in my head and it seemed the noise was getting louder and louder. I started to panic the noise was unbearable I couldn't concentrate I was loosing my grip on reality. I remember thinking I should go lie down and that's when it got really bad.
My heart started to pound like a drum and I looked down and could see my chest pumping, I started to feel really scared I needed to calm down some how. Without warning I went in to tunnel vision everything was dark and even my hearing was been affected at this point.
I couldn't think straight I couldn't concentrate long enough to think, I felt like I was going to die.
I ran out the house and to my sisters I don't think I even locked the door I ran as fast as I could.
I got there and straight away she knew something was wrong. she asked me what had happened, her voice sounded really faint and had a echo to it.
I told her what had happened and straight away she knew what it was, she told me I was having a panic attack. she calmed me down and I felt a little better. for the three years after that I battled with sever panic attacks and some even worse than that first one.
I managed to beat them eventually, but I remember just how awful they were.
If anyone should ever need any help with them I am willing to give advice.
I know what hell they can be.
Well that is my mans point of view for today
One of the worst things that can possibly happen to anyone is for them to have panic attacks, I had them for around three years and I think that those years were possibly the worst years of my life. it was a living nightmare.
I guess it all started one day when I was around 22 years old I was sat in my house playing a game on my computer and I felt fine. I was feeling a little hungry so I turned off the game and stood up to go get some food from the kitchen.
as I walked to the kitchen I could still hear the explosions from the game in my head and it seemed the noise was getting louder and louder. I started to panic the noise was unbearable I couldn't concentrate I was loosing my grip on reality. I remember thinking I should go lie down and that's when it got really bad.
My heart started to pound like a drum and I looked down and could see my chest pumping, I started to feel really scared I needed to calm down some how. Without warning I went in to tunnel vision everything was dark and even my hearing was been affected at this point.
I couldn't think straight I couldn't concentrate long enough to think, I felt like I was going to die.
I ran out the house and to my sisters I don't think I even locked the door I ran as fast as I could.
I got there and straight away she knew something was wrong. she asked me what had happened, her voice sounded really faint and had a echo to it.
I told her what had happened and straight away she knew what it was, she told me I was having a panic attack. she calmed me down and I felt a little better. for the three years after that I battled with sever panic attacks and some even worse than that first one.
I managed to beat them eventually, but I remember just how awful they were.
If anyone should ever need any help with them I am willing to give advice.
I know what hell they can be.
Well that is my mans point of view for today
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4 comments:
I'm so sorry you had to go through that. I love you so much.
Yes, I totally agree with you. It's one of the most unnerving experiences.
I hope you don't get any more of these. It sounds terrible.
My husband suffered from them for years. Now, they're mostly under control. I think this was a great post for you to write. I do admire how hard my hubby's worked to get them (mostly) under control. Kuddos to you too. It's not easy.
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