Anxiety Attack Shaking Uncontrollably Mga Nobela at Kwento

Extreme fear can neither fight nor fly, and I'm experiencing it right now. My legs are shaking, my lips are quivering and my hands are trembling while having a hard time to breath. I'm having a panic attack due to trauma and although I can hear Vicenzo keep on cursing in frustration while calling my name, still I couldn't find the courage to calm down. What if they successfully haunt me? What if they wouldn't miss anything and they will surely kill me on their next attempt? What will happen to me? I don't even know who's our enemy...

Why it's so difficult to control the anxiety. Xavier looked at me confused may be thinking why I am shaking so much but I can't blame him, he has no idea about my medical history. He took the bottle from my hand held it for me to drink. He must be thinking that I am shaken due to incident. Well he is not wrong but what he doesn't know that I can't stop this without medicines and forgot my purse in that washroom. I drank the water and he placed it aside. "M_My p_purse is there..."

I thought that I would be able to fight my phobia alone but now the situation seems different. Anxiety started hitting me as the plane picked up its speed. Low whimpers were passing my lips and my palms were curled in tight fists, the hold was so strong that my knuckles turned white and nails were piercing my skin. My breaths were coming out shallow and my head was spinning. I was doing everything in my control to fight with my fear but I couldn't stop my body from shaking like a leaf. "Are you Ok?" A very soft voice reached my ear and a palm covered my fist.

With all the stress, she faced today, she is being faced with something that stopped happening long ago. The press just triggered her anxiety attack, and as she tried to stop it, it became even worse, her heartbeat increasing. Was she going to have a heart attack? her body shook vigorously, her breathing picking up. No, no. She tried to control her body, but it was already triggered, trying to stop it now would be useless. Her breathing became faster, she was hyperventilating like the air wasn't enough. Try and chuck it in Alison, try. Her hands were fidgeting, her whole body too, one would think she was shivering.

If only we had stayed at home and be discreet about our whole relationship, then we wouldn't have been in this mess in the first place. I sat up, pressing my knees to my chest and wrapping my hands around them, rocking back and forth, shivering all the while. Nervous wracks of discomfort ran through my body as I broke out in cold sweat. I realized, in my mind, that I was going through a panic attack, yet I was unable to stop it. My body was trembling and vibrating like a charged battery, tears welling up in my eyes as panic bells rang in my head.

She fell on the floor, coughing loudly with tears running down her cheeks and neck uncontrollably. Her face still buried on the floor, she could feel her hands shaking uncontrollably due to fear. Just how long will this continue?

To the point where my body cannot control itself and shakes vigorously in terror. My throat feels heavy and my chest feels clamped up. It's almost as if I can barely breathe. I let my other hand fold over my palm, with the aim to stop it from quivering as violently as it already is but that only worsens my cause. Now, my entire being feels like it is on fire. I let out an exhale, running my hands through my hair while trying to take control of my breathing. I don't even know if this is working but I keep going regardless.

She was having an anxiety attack. She grabbed her head with both hands and let out a loud scream before releasing her head and banging her fists on the table hard which caused a small potted plant to topple over and since it was close to the edge of the table, it fell to the floor and broke into pieces. She clutched unto her tightening stomach and grimaced in pain. She was having an anxiety attack. Lucky for her this seemed to be a small one and all she needed to do was calm down and avert her mind from it’s troubled state.

I ran until my legs were shaking, and I finally collapsed on a bench in a nearby park. I sat there, trying to catch my breath and calm my racing heart. As I sat on the bench, I realized that I was shaking all over. My whole body felt like it was vibrating, and I couldn't seem to stop it. I felt like I was on the edge of a breakdown. I was afraid of what might happen if I lost control. I closed my eyes and tried to focus on my breathing. In and out, in and out. Slowly, my breathing started to calm down, and my body started to still. I opened my eyes and looked around. The park was quiet and peaceful, and the sun was starting to set.

I can't breathe again. I try not to let Adrielle see this, or she'll have to worry about both of us. I clench my hands tightly, as if that will control my anxiety and trembling, but it doesn't. My fingers seem to have a will of their own and won't stop trembling, as do my lips. I try to take a deep breath to get air, but it doesn't happen. My vision is blurry and starting to darken. Everything around me is deafeningly silent, and I can no longer focus my attention on anything. I turn to leave the room hurriedly for some fresh air. I take quick, steady steps down the hallway, trying to get out of there as quickly as possible, but the hallway seems to stretch even further, getting longer and f