Today was the first time I had a panic attack in public.
I flew home from a lovely few days in Spain. Flights always give me a little anxiety because I struggle to be around so many people, and these people are strangers. I also have issues with sound and a huge fear of people being sick.
We started to pull away from the gate and guy behind me started vomiting. I went straight into panic mode.
I cupped my ears (thankfully I managed to get headphones in), started crying, rocking. I couldn’t breathe and I just curled as far away as I could which as you can probably imagine isn’t really that easy on a plane. I assume people were looking at me.
Thankfully, Hubby knew what to do. He rubbed my back, and put music on my phone. He explained to those around me who were probably giving me the weirdest looks. He protected me as much as he could. He was perfect. I know that people react differently, but having someone around who knows how to help you is the best thing. I have no idea how I would have coped with him.
It was hugely embarrassing, but having him to help did make it better in the end.
So to everyone on the jet2 flight LS1216 from Alicante, staff included, I’m so sorry you had to see that. Thank you for making me feel normal.
If you only do one thing in the new year, and you’re struggling with anxiety or panic attacks, try and tell someone. They’ll understand more and if anything it might make your panic attack a slightly be easier to deal with.
Happy new year and blessed be