
A Different Kind of Fear
Feeling something imminent
Just when she thought her life situation was getting better shit started hitting the fan again. Roxy had been meditating twice a day, she was saying her affirmations and she was consciously trying to maintain only positive thoughts. What went wrong?
And her life had become more joyous as well. Times of depression were gone. She was in a happy mood most of the time and when she found herself slipping into sadness she was acutely aware of it and immediately changed her thinking. She repeatedly voiced her appreciation of things and people in her life and she started truly feeling that appreciation on a regular basis.
Roxy used to live in a state of near constant fear. But that had faded away…
…until now.
The panic attacks came back. She started waking up in the middle of the night again filled with incredible fear of horrible things that were surely about to happen to her. But after managing to get back to sleep she slept peacefully and in the morning she awoke happy and optimistic. The memory of the panic attack was there but it had little affect on her morning.
And then later in the day she would be walking down the street and after turning a corner another panic attack would seize her. She would stop and breathe deeply trying to relax and center herself. The fear would leave quickly and she would feel harmonious again. It was as though she had finally stepped out of her fear for the first time in her life but the fear kept following her and now was occasionally taking hold of her.
Roxy wondered if it was all the fear she had released trying to get back inside her. She wondered if it was leftover fear from her past that she still had not fully released. The fear somehow felt different than the fear that used to consume her on a regular basis. There was a different quality to it and this puzzled her.
Then, about a week after the panic attacks started again, she was walking down the street towards the parking lot where her car was parked. She was walking against traffic. Suddenly, a car heading toward her left the road and jumped up onto the sidewalk where Roxy was walking. It was headed straight for her.
With no time to think she dove away from the street landing in a flower bed just as the car passed on the sidewalk right where she had been walking. Getting up off the ground Roxy looked back to see that the car had managed to swerve back onto the street.
Her heart was pounding. Slowly, she got up and brushed dirt and pieces of flowers off her clothes. She had a small scrape on her left hand but she was unhurt. And alive. Once she had gathered herself she resumed her walk to her car.
After that the new panic attacks went away.
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