Im sure everyone can relate to this. Most people who get panic attacks or are agoraphobic hate being alone. I of course am King of this. I started getting the panic attacks at 17, and now I am 24. well at 17 I was still living at home and my mother was the one who i trusted to be around because i knew she would "help me" if something happened to me. Tragically all that did was feed into the anxiety and wire my brain to think that I couldn't make it through an attack without her. So now at 24 I still run to my mother when Im having a bad attack and whenever she leaves town on vacation which she seems to do an aweful lot, I am left with a weeks worth of HORRIBLE derealization and panic attacks that do not stop until she gets back in town. Don't get me wrong, I am a very independant person and Have lived on my own and started my own business, but ill tell ya what doesn't matter what Im doing or who Im with, if im having a bad attack, my mother is the only person that makes me feel better.
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