Heavy breathing, heart racing, palms sweating, crying and even screaming – I was having another panic attack. It was the middle of the summer of 2012 and I had just graduated high school, an accomplishment I was proud of. I was also having massive panic attacks at least three times daily, which were by theContinue reading “What You Get Wrong About My Panic Attacks”
“I completely understand it. It’s all from Satan.” This was the last message I received and the last contact I would have before it happened and the darkest days of my life begun.