Proper anxiety attacks are a funny old thing. Well I mean terrifying and confusing, but also funny in that kind of way where you realize that you are an idiot. I had a full on proper sweaty, pulse racing, chest clutching panic attack today. I literally thought I was dying and yet did nothing to seek help. I was checking my temperature and using the ECG on my watch because I was convinced I had some kind of flu that was about to stop my heart. Not for a second did I think something helpful like “hey maybe this is a panic attack”, it was all “I’m going to drop dead with a dirty kitchen”.

A few hours later and I am not dead, my heart rate is normal etc. The only lingering after effect is that I just spent $200 on a fancy blood pressure monitor with overnight shopping. Which I managed to order from Amazon during the attack.