It began with a sudden heaviness over my head.
Then a hollow feeling in my chest. My breathing accelerated and my heart beat raced.
Sadness, confusion, hopelessness.
I sat on the floor and buried my face in my hands.
God, help me.
Bu the emotional onslaught kept on coming and I felt like drowning.
This was my second panic attack in less than a week and nobody knew about it.
I had not told my wife. There was too much going on in our lives at the moment.
After a few minutes, it passed. But I was still afraid. What if I had another panic attack, but in public?
What if I could not hold it together? And what was I going to do about it?