Panic Attacks, Tremors in the body

For three decades, I lived under the shadow of severe anxiety and relentless panic attacks; though, at the time. I had no idea what they were. This story comes from the deepest part of me—my heart and soul—where the raw, unfiltered truth resides. Looking back, I realise how little I understood about the chaos within me.

I can still remember the exact moment of clarity. It happened in the most unlikely place—a pub. Two women were chatting nearby, and their words cut through my world like a bolt of lightning. They were describing the very thing I had been silently battling for years: Panic Attacks. For the first time, I felt a glimmer of recognition and relief, though it came with the weight of understanding the twenty years I had been struggling alone.

The next ten years became a journey of survival, strength, and rediscovery. Each day felt like a battlefield, where fear and uncertainty loomed large. But within me was a quiet determination to regain control of my life—a life that had been sidelined by a fear I didn’t invite.

This story isn’t just about fear or the fight to overcome it. It’s about the strength required to live through those moments when survival feels like the only victory. Living with terror and uncertainty was a journey not for the faint-hearted, as resilience was needed every day of every week just to try to live a normal everyday life.