Thump… Thump thump… Thump… Thump thump, is this what a heart attack feels like? Thump thump… Just stay calm Piper you are fine… Thump… do not draw attention to yourself that will make things worse. “Are you okay, what's wrong”...Thump… play it cool Piper do not ruin this for her… Thump thump… “I'm fine”. I was fifteen when I had my first panic attack. I was at a music festival with my sister and her best friend; It was my first concert. My sister had surprised me with tickets because I really wanted to go. My sister had gone the year before and I did not want to miss out again. Little did we know the night would not go as we had planned.
July 6, 2017 the day was just like any other I woke up, got dressed, had breakfast, and ran errands with …show more content…
Something you should know about my sister is she is obsessed with everything British, he could have been a terrible singer but because he has a british accent she would not have cared fortunately for me I was also a fan. I started to get more comfortable with my surroundings, I was finally having fun. Singing and dancing not focused on what was around me. It seems like 10 minutes later all of that changed, a girl probably in her early twenties spilled half her cup of beer on me. My mood instantly changed, nobody noticed what had happened so I just stood there in silence trying not to ruin James Arthur’s performance for my sister. For the rest of the performance I was on high alert making sure not to bump into anyone, I did not start to calm down until we were away from the crowd waiting for the next …show more content…
I sang along to the songs, Wild Things, Scars to Your Beautiful, and How Far I’ll Go; Moana had just came out so everyone knew the words. She started to sing a song I did not know so I just stood back and listened. In the middle of the song my chest started hurting and it was getting hard to breath. I drank down the bottle of water my sister had gotten for me at the beginning of the concert. My heart was pounding, my chest was aching , I could not breath, I was sweating, and shaking, I thought I was going to pass out. All my emotions were out of control, I wanted to burst out in tears. There was one more performer after her and I knew I could not make it that long. Her songs dragged on for what felt like hours. When Alessia sang her final song I asked my sister if we could leave, she said yes and made up an excuse that she was getting tired but I knew she was disappointed. I did not know what was happening to me, When we were in the car and on our way home I googled what had happened and the Wikipedia page for anxiety disorders popped up. The more I read the more I understood what had happened. As soon as I could grasp this new found information, I explained to my sister what had happened and she completely understood and told me I should have told her sooner. My sister trying to make me feel better pulled into wendy's drive thru and we got burgers and fries and a vanilla shake to bring home to my
July 6, 2017 the day was just like any other I woke up, got dressed, had breakfast, and ran errands with …show more content…
Something you should know about my sister is she is obsessed with everything British, he could have been a terrible singer but because he has a british accent she would not have cared fortunately for me I was also a fan. I started to get more comfortable with my surroundings, I was finally having fun. Singing and dancing not focused on what was around me. It seems like 10 minutes later all of that changed, a girl probably in her early twenties spilled half her cup of beer on me. My mood instantly changed, nobody noticed what had happened so I just stood there in silence trying not to ruin James Arthur’s performance for my sister. For the rest of the performance I was on high alert making sure not to bump into anyone, I did not start to calm down until we were away from the crowd waiting for the next …show more content…
I sang along to the songs, Wild Things, Scars to Your Beautiful, and How Far I’ll Go; Moana had just came out so everyone knew the words. She started to sing a song I did not know so I just stood back and listened. In the middle of the song my chest started hurting and it was getting hard to breath. I drank down the bottle of water my sister had gotten for me at the beginning of the concert. My heart was pounding, my chest was aching , I could not breath, I was sweating, and shaking, I thought I was going to pass out. All my emotions were out of control, I wanted to burst out in tears. There was one more performer after her and I knew I could not make it that long. Her songs dragged on for what felt like hours. When Alessia sang her final song I asked my sister if we could leave, she said yes and made up an excuse that she was getting tired but I knew she was disappointed. I did not know what was happening to me, When we were in the car and on our way home I googled what had happened and the Wikipedia page for anxiety disorders popped up. The more I read the more I understood what had happened. As soon as I could grasp this new found information, I explained to my sister what had happened and she completely understood and told me I should have told her sooner. My sister trying to make me feel better pulled into wendy's drive thru and we got burgers and fries and a vanilla shake to bring home to my