Ian David Noakes Blog THE PANIC ATTACK

I watch television with my family when it jumps out and swallows me up. The urge to suck in oxygen overwhelms me, but an unseen might weighs heavy upon my quivering chest. The urge to cry infects my face as my heart punches the inside of my ribs.I want to ask for help, but I know that nobody can save me. I'm on my own. I slow my breathing and mumble a prayer: maybe God can help me. Save me. Listen to me. But he doesn't hear my call.As the blo [...]