Come on, you can do this. Just keep it together. You’ve been practicing all night, you’ll be fine. Why haven’t they arrived yet? This room is too small. Oh God, it’s happening again. Heart is racing and chest is tight. Why can’t I move my arms properly? I won’t be able to speak, I’ll faint. I’m going to make a fool of myself. I have to get out of here now.
This is the day I walked out of a job interview, moments before it began. I say “walked,” but it was more “frantic run.” I really wanted this job. But, instead of getting the job, what I got was a panic attack, the worst one of my life. (more…)