I'm a hypochondriac, so my panic attacks are FUCKED!! I know too many symptoms for my own good, as I started reading Kaiser's HealthWise book when I was about 8. I used to convince myself I had everything in the book, but it never freaked me out.
NOW, I'll be chillin, writin a song, drinkin' a glass of somethin', and out of nowhere, I'll convince myself that I'm having a stroke, or my organs are shutting down. It fuckin sucks, because hypochondriacs actually experience the symptoms. Heavy breathing, lightheadedness, mind running wild to the point where I can't even think. Those are the big ones, which were actually happening about 2 or 3 times a week last year, til I found some inner peace.
The smaller ones still suck, but they're not as harsh. These are the result of stress from past situations in my childhood. I always thought I'd be murdered, or die prematurely, since I was about 9, shortly after a cat pointed a gun at my face for no apparent reason. After that I had a couple death threats from a few people, one for fuckin' up the wrong kid. So, that shit sits on my mind, and every time I go into public without at least 5 of my boys, I think most of the people recognize me and want to hurt me, so I trip out. I can't go to a club and feel comfortable unless I'm 6 or 7 deep, or unless I'm in North Beach (I'm usually about 4 deep out there). Shit's crazy. But, a lot of cats tried to get at me for no reason as a youngster so I guess my Anxiety is good sometimes, it keeps me on my toes, even though it fucks up my whole night.
I get BAD attacks when driving in dark mountains at night, I call that shit DAHMER COUNTRY, lol. I've always been afraid of gettin killed and dumped off somewhere where nobody could find me, mountain ranges symbolize that shit to me so I only go during the day unless there are lights or other cars on the road. Crazy huh? I feel safer in a big city than I do in country, peaceful ass places.
NOW, I'll be chillin, writin a song, drinkin' a glass of somethin', and out of nowhere, I'll convince myself that I'm having a stroke, or my organs are shutting down. It fuckin sucks, because hypochondriacs actually experience the symptoms. Heavy breathing, lightheadedness, mind running wild to the point where I can't even think. Those are the big ones, which were actually happening about 2 or 3 times a week last year, til I found some inner peace.
The smaller ones still suck, but they're not as harsh. These are the result of stress from past situations in my childhood. I always thought I'd be murdered, or die prematurely, since I was about 9, shortly after a cat pointed a gun at my face for no apparent reason. After that I had a couple death threats from a few people, one for fuckin' up the wrong kid. So, that shit sits on my mind, and every time I go into public without at least 5 of my boys, I think most of the people recognize me and want to hurt me, so I trip out. I can't go to a club and feel comfortable unless I'm 6 or 7 deep, or unless I'm in North Beach (I'm usually about 4 deep out there). Shit's crazy. But, a lot of cats tried to get at me for no reason as a youngster so I guess my Anxiety is good sometimes, it keeps me on my toes, even though it fucks up my whole night.
I get BAD attacks when driving in dark mountains at night, I call that shit DAHMER COUNTRY, lol. I've always been afraid of gettin killed and dumped off somewhere where nobody could find me, mountain ranges symbolize that shit to me so I only go during the day unless there are lights or other cars on the road. Crazy huh? I feel safer in a big city than I do in country, peaceful ass places.