Anxiety Attack Shaking Uncontrollably Novels & Stories

"If there's anyone I want with me, Camilla, it's you." Jesus Christ! Someone had to help me because I was on the verge of becoming a homewrecker. But that was not even the problem, the problem was the fact that I didn't care! I could not take my eyes off him, not even when I asked the question. "Why?" He sighed and took his hand off mine. It felt as though I had been left bare and naked. "I suffer from severe anxiety attacks whenever I attend large events. I always take my pills along with me, but they don't help sometimes. This is an event I can't excuse myself from till it ends. That's why I need you, my doctor…"

I scrambled out feeling my panic begin to spread over this entire situation, I didn’t know why it was allowing me to panic so much but I couldn’t stop myself from shaking. Placing a white bandage around my hand, Alban inspects his work before looking at me, it was then he witnessed how close I was to experiencing a full-fledged panic attack, my breathing fast and my body beginning to shake. Stepping forward and placing hid hands on either side of my face, he pulled me closer as my lip quivered.

Was I having an anxiety attack or disorder. Talk to someone, focus on an object and notice every detail about it. That's what the doctor said. But who would I talk to. My hands felt numb like a mannequin as I watched the light traffic, felt wind blow my hair and watched people hurry home. My breaths were now laboured and quick as if I had participated in some race. Why was I shaking. I wiggled my fingers to make sure I could still control them and run my hands through my pockets looking fir any razor or anything sharp. One small cut, no two and the whole lot of problems would go away and make me feel better.

I break down there and then. I feel as if all the oxygen in my body just got sucked up. I cannot breathe. Sweat starts beading down my forehead as I try to control how badly my hands are shaking at this point. I can feel tears threatening to fall, and finally, my eyes give in, and they fall down my cheeks. My mind is finding it hard to grasp my surroundings. I cannot tell what is happening or even hear anything past my heart, thundering and threatening to get out of my chest cavity. My chest is in pain as I struggle to get some water. It is getting harder and harder to breathe as if a vice is gripping me. I feel my body losing all its strength. Everyone notices I am having a panic attack and

Anxiety? "What's going on, Shana?" Lucas asked, his arm wrapped around me, pulling me close to him for support. My heart seemed to double its pace, and I forced my eyes open. The world was no longer a blurry chaos, but my trembling hands refused to stop shaking. I held my quivering hands out in front of me, bewildered and frightened. What was happening to me? "Look over there! Shana's acting weird again," a voice exclaimed from somewhere nearby, but it wasn't Lucas or James.

I groaned, running my fingers through my hair in frustration. To my shock, my hands started trembling uncontrollably, even as I tried to clench them into fists. "What’s happening to me?" I muttered, confusion written all over my face as I stared at them, desperate to make it stop. Frustrated, I slammed my barely formed fist onto the desk. Only then did the shaking subside. I turned my attention to the papers scattered across the desk, hoping to distract myself, but her bruised face lingered in my mind.

“No, that’s not possible…” Cynthia stood there, unmoving. Her expression didn’t change. Her eyes didn’t look away. She didn’t argue, she didn’t deny it. And in that moment— My whole body froze. My hands started shaking uncontrollably, and my heart pounded so hard it felt like it was about to burst out of my chest. I struggled to breathe, each breath coming out uneven and shallow. My whole body trembled, weak and unsteady.

She tried, thinking I had a panic attack until her face paled when she saw the cake icing that smudged over my lips and face. "No, no, no, no, no." She called frantically her hands shaking with fear. "Carly please tell me it's one of those anxiety attacks." More tears fell from my eyes, I could feel my tongue swelling in my mouth. "Be- ca-," I couldn't form a word but thankfully I saw her eyes glaze over, a fearful scream escaping her throat when my eyes shut in pain. "What's, what's going on?" I heard the tremble in Addison's voice.

APRIL I cannot stop shaking. My whole body feels cold and sick. The feeling stays with me even when Diablo parks inside his garage. He gets out of the driver’s side. When he closes the door, panic spreads through me. I scramble for my seat belt with shaking hands. A horrible image appears in my mind, the thought that Joe is coming for me again and this time I will not get away. My door opens and I jump out, running straight into Diablo’s arms. I cling to him as hard as I can and try to control my breathing. My chest keeps tightening and loosening like it cannot decide if it wants to let me breathe or not.

She lashes out, hitting her palms hard against the table but then her anger backfires. Cherry felt a sharp pain in her spine and chest which lasted for a short moment but it triggered her anxiety and she began to tremble uncontrollably. “Cherry- CHERRY!” Rex called her name louder when he sees her visible shake like someone about having a seizure. “Cherry- look at me! CHERRY! Do not panic-” He quickly stood up from his chair to hold her from falling off the chair but Cherry was as stiff as a rusted metal joint. Rex feared she was going to pass out or worse suffer a stroke, his head began to hurt from worry and fear.