Michael's Diary.. Intended to help

I was handling it pretty good. I was running 3 times a week, Walking when I could. I had gained alot of mobility back and wasn't afraid to go distance driving as much and hadn't had a panicattack in a while. My devotion to yoga and meditation was helping me to end the constant cycle. I had gone out in crowds and practiced it over and over again and was making progress.  I dont understand it. We had gone to see a movie and about halfway thru my face turned red.  I could feel it getting flush and suddenly it felt like I couldn't breath and my chest felt sore (thoughts of heart attack). I was gasping for air and got up immdiatly to leave going to the bathroom area. Of course my worse dred came upon me and somehow I had 'been poisioned' by the peanuts (DAMN that stupid inner child). I quickly rationed that off and got a drink of water. I went into the toilet area thinking I was going to vomit but nothing came of it and I relized all along I had been having another grusome panic attack. ARGGHHEEE

Crowds, Theatre, AHHH. It hit me that everything was OK. Just another panic attack in a slew of nasty little buggers. Went back to see the ending of Toy Story 3.. I know I know.. but you should have seen how many adults all alone had gone to see it. At least I wasn't alone.