thats how I stated to feel when I first start to get panic attack. Even now I can be doing something so fun or just relaxing and then I out of the blue I'm having a panic attacks. Have you ever had them before because you should go to the Dr. just to make sure your ok.

MINE always came out of the blue also. They rarely were caused by anything. It's just the nature of panic attacks.

There is a small part of your primeval brain called the amygdala that responds to precived danger ot threats. This enabled primitive man to survive during prehistoric, dangerous times. This is located in the back of your brain and it remembers to have panic attacks. It is like you have been programed to have them, even for no apparent reason. There is something that your brain is associating with danger, even though you are not necessarely aware of the supposed threat. Try not to be afraid of the attacks, reason with yourself and tell yourself that it will pass, and no, you will not die. Try to engage the part of your brain responsible for logical reasoning. When you feel the attack, start working on a moth problem, or something that will make you think logically. Most important of all, I know this will be hard, but do not fear the panic attacks.

I just started having them earlier this year, so far I've had 3.
Ugh I hate doctors.. I feel fine otherwise, I dropped out of school because I can't STAND to be around so many people so that's not stressing me out, I don't work, I pretty much sleep 18 hours a day.. so I'm not really awake long enough to get stressed.
& I don't leave my unit unless I feel like I absolutely have to get out for a few hours.

I barely speak let alone think about math when an attack is coming on hahah
I can calm down in enough time before they get reeeeally bad.
I really wish I could control what happens going into them and during them.. hell I wish I didnt have them at all.
...Two of my friend's have them too, one of them have the same kind of attacks I do and the other basically shuts down when she has an attack.
The friend that has the same attacks as me said that they can be inherited.. is that true??

i often think of a broken bone in a body. that broken bone takes time to heal. Often it will hurt. Years later it may hurt when rain is about to fall.

realize your nervous are in a stage of over stimulation. they are damaged in a way that it needs care. rest, relaxation.A health diet, exercise to get it to mend itself. Most importantly alot of it is in the mind.

As long as you had seen a doctor and know its just panic, you are on the way to understanding.

Check out Claire Weekes books off amazon. god luck

Based on criteria from the Fourth Edition of the Diagnostic and Statistical Manual of Mental Disorders, Text Revision (DSM-IV-TR; American Psychiatric Association, 2000)

the individual must experience recurrent, unexpected or uncued panic attacks (i.e., panic attacks occurring out of the blue, without any obvious triggers).

All panic attacks happen out of the blue. Here is some info:

Panic disorder is a state where a panic attack comes on all of a sudden, out of the blue for no reason at all, and its all about your BODY or your MIND. You suddenly feel like you must be having a heart attack (or a stroke, or passing out, or choking, or vomiting, or going crazy, or losing all control) because your heart is racing, youre short of breath, you may have nausea or tightness in your throat, and youre shaking. A panic attack comes on within ten minutes, but can last anywhere from a few minutes to a few hours. The main feature of a panic attack is that you are worrying about your BODY or your MIND right then and there, rather than worrying about something in your life. Most people with panic attacks have gone to an emergency room at least once to make sure nothing physical was going on.

most simple way to deal with a panic attack is to accept it, dont fight back, breathe deep and slow and disolve any valium type tablet under tongue

dont analyse causes of panic attacks, just accept that they happen

Yeah, I know it is really hard not to be terrified when having a panic attack. I was scared out of my mind. I choose not to take any meds because I was 7 months pregnant when I had the first one. I thought I was dying (actually I was certain I was dying). My heart was racing so fast that the er doctor (yes, I ended up in the er) was really worried about me (and the baby). I was hospitalized for 2 days. I was crying so hard because I was certain I was dying, and my baby was dying too (ofcourse there was nothing wrong with me physically). Then the attacks became an every day thing. I was terrified of getting them, terrified when I was having them. My heart raced, my hands, arms and legs went numb. I got tunnel vision, my eyesight was blurry. My chest hurted, I started shaking. And that was only my physical reaction. I was convinced I was loosing my mind and that I could not be helped. Who could go into my brain and help me? I was alone! It did not matter that I had money, a beautiful family, two healthy daughters, a loving husband, a wonderful mother, loving friends, great health providers, even beautiful pets. I could do anything I wanted, travel the world, buy anything I wanted. Go to church, see a shrink, talk to my pastor. My life was perfect. Yet, I could not sleep more than a few minutes at a time. I could not eat. I was even afraid of drinking water! (my brain was convinced that I would drown). I lived in constant terror of my next panic attack. It was like a panther sitting next to me ready to jump and tear me to pieces. I cried all the time (for absolutely no reason). I became severly depressed. I felt such an intense and desperate love for all my family and loved ones that I just cried, and cried (most of the time in hysterics). I was terrified of death, not just my own but the death my loved ones. I was finally locked up in an institution for the mentally ill. Yet, not even forced medications could make me sleep. The first,, (and only) night I was hospitalized in the mental institution I was terrified. I was in a jail with mental patients. I needed to get out! It took all of my strenght to save me, and my baby from that hell of meds and mentally ill people (of which I was one). I started rationalizing, just like I have asked you to do. I was having one panic attack after another, yet I could not let the staff see it (I was thinking of how to get out of the mess I was in). I faked smiles and a calm composture that I was far from feeling. I wanted to run to the door, yet I knew that it was locked, and that I would not be able to get out, so I faked composture and waited. It was the longest night of my life, but I managed to wait for the doctor to come in after noon so that I could speak to her. I needed to be released! I stopped feeling hopless and sorry for myself and started fighting for my sanity. I got released that day because I am a dammed good actress! I could not even remember my name when my mother came to pick me up! I had to sign paperwork, but could not remember my own name, my nine year old daughter wispered it in my ear, but I could not remember how to spell it! (that is how severe my panic was). I am an attorney, yet I could not spell my own first name! The panic attacks were caused by hormonal changes due to my pregnancy. I don't have them any more. But sometimes I feel them lurking in the back of my head, so maybe they were not hormonal after all. It really does not matter. You need to take control of the panic, or the panic will take all your happiness and probably your life. Try harder, if you don't succeed, try again, and again. You can beat it, If I did it anyone can.