My first anxiety attack was last summer, in august 3rd... I remember that I was sitting with my friend, talking and having fun and suddenly I felt that something is wrong inside of me. I felt lost. My heart started to beat like crazy, I couldn't breathe, I felt like I was fainting, I was dizzy, I was shaking. I knew inside of me that I was having a heart attack, I was sure about it. All I was thinking about is how my parents, my family will live without me, I was worried about them. I freaked out, I don't know how I told my friend I got a phone call and I have to leave and I went straight to the emergency room. I called my parents when I arrived and all I was doing is crying and saying that I'm going to die. I was detached, disconnected, I was looking at the doctor who's saying "Miss Please relax, you are not going to die", you are a liar! I'm the one who is feeling this not you! They did every blood test you could imagine of, heart echo, x-ray for my head, everything and nothing was wrong with me physically. They told me you can go, they didn't give me a reason. So I went home and I was still feeling detached. I knew there were something wrong with me. After lots of research I found that this was an "Anxiety attack" #anxiety#mentalillness#panic#depression#lifeishard#strong#weareallinthistogether.