Eggshells

I think the suckiest thing about panic attacks are obviously the panic attacks themselves. But I think the weirdest thing about panic attacks is the reactional aftermath. Not with me, but with those who witnessed me have the attack. I mean, truthfully I feel a little like a sane person accidentally dropped off at a psych ward that is trying to reason with the unbelieving staff! Their exaggerated happiness feels forced and patronizing. It annoys me to no end. They speak loudly and slowly, like an ignorant American attempting to communicate with someone who doesn't speak English: "How....are....YOU....today?" they question, with extra large eyes and an overly wide smile. I think they expect my head to start spinning. Perhaps some pea soup to spray out of my mouth? It's kind of embarassing.

Or maybe I'm just being paranoid.