Although I got used to dealing with panic attacks, every
time they hit it’s a surprise and I go through the same thought process that
leads me to thinking that something bad is going to happen to me. My blood
pressure goes down and I start getting dizzy until my subconscious wakes up to
remind me that everything will be fine and that I just need to rationalise
and take deep breaths. I do that until my heartbeat slows down and my mind goes
back to its senses.
Every time this happens to me, I tell myself that I should
not underestimate the stress that I'm going through. I say to myself you're
only getting these attacks because your system can't take the pressure. You'll
be ok, it's just a panic attack and soon it will disappear like nothing
happened.
Come to think about it, this is a serious struggle. But I
so got used to panic attacks that I never think about them as an inevitable consequence
of what’s going on in my life right now.
But today it hit me that when we go through hard times for
a long period of time, our system gets used to it as if this is the norm and we
programme ourselves to adapt to the new situation.
When the second attack hit me I was watching a soccer
match with friends and my team was winning. One minute I was feeling like I was
going to die and that it was the end of the world and when it passed a few
minutes later it felt as if the sun was shining again. When the peace came back
I started writing this post in my head and the first thought that came to mind
was “life is beautiful!”
Little things in life become very special and we take time
to enjoy every moment. I truly enjoyed that moment of peace right after the
storm as if it were the happiest moment of my life.
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