Jesus
I called my mother who is a pastor, and she came and prayed
for me. I cried, I cried, and I cried. I asked God
to reveal himself
to me, and show me
how to become a better person. I promised to end my evil ways in return from freedom from the attacks of anxiety and stress.
It wasnt an instant win....but each day I could see progress within my life, and my spirit. Hope enterted into my heart, and a new person was born. The panic attacks werent SOLVED, but I realised the source of them.....