Kracus wrote:I'm just using that as an example. I could use other examples
could you tell us about the time you were infiltrating MI-6 and the lead pipe fell out of your holster while descending from the ceiling to get the ultra secret list of saint john coke dealers and it alerted the guards?
You stayed so in control that time
scourge34 wrote:My way of being in control would be to not get in that car in the first place.
or if you get pulled over just throw your stash in your home boys lap and scream, "THANK GOD YOU GUYS FOUND ME, THESE NI**SA KID NAPPED ME AND TOLD ME THWY GOT ALL KINDS OF DRUGS AND A NINE!!!" :icon23:
scourge34 wrote:My way of being in control would be to not get in that car in the first place.
or if you get pulled over just throw your stash in your home boys lap and scream, "THANK GOD YOU GUYS FOUND ME, THESE NI**SA KID NAPPED ME AND TOLD ME THWY GOT ALL KINDS OF DRUGS AND A NINE!!!" :icon23:
Kracus wrote:I'm just using that as an example. I could use other examples
could you tell us about the time you were infiltrating MI-6 and the lead pipe fell out of your holster while descending from the ceiling to get the ultra secret list of saint john coke dealers and it alerted the guards?
You stayed so in control that time
scourge34 wrote:My way of being in control would be to not get in that car in the first place.
or if you get pulled over just throw your stash in your home boys lap and scream, "THANK GOD YOU GUYS FOUND ME, THESE NI**SA KID NAPPED ME AND TOLD ME THWY GOT ALL KINDS OF DRUGS AND A NINE!!!" :icon23:
Kracus wrote:Yeah i'm getting it Jackal, I get it till she's screaming my name, then I giveth back 7 days a week. You?
You realize that getting drunk, playing with guns, and fucking is something we could all do if we really wanted to, right? I mean, you keep posting all this shit like it makes you special or something.
I had some anxiety attacks awhile back... 8 months ago or so. My curse was a nice big bowl of not being able to breathe. Not too fun. Scared the crap out of me. In fact, I was more freaked out by the fact that my brain was forgetting to tell my lungs to breathe, then I was by the situation that triggered it. I was pretty screwed up for several days. That night I thought I was going to die.
But I got over it... Just figure out what's freaking you out inside, and get over it. It's not that big of a deal looking back at it now... The solution that is.
Kracus wrote:Yeah i'm getting it Jackal, I get it till she's screaming my name, then I giveth back 7 days a week. You?
You realize that getting drunk, playing with guns, and fucking is something we could all do if we really wanted to, right? I mean, you keep posting all this shit like it makes you special or something.
Almost fell into that crap myself. Fortunately I had a fit of common sense and got out of it before it was too late.
Just an outside chance, but you might want to get checked out for asthma, too. I have it and I've felt like that sometimes when it was bad. Disoriented. Do you have any allergies, like to pollen or anything?
If it's scarin you and you have health insurance, why not go get it checked out, then you can decide what you want to take for it, if anything. I have friends who say St. John's Wort works. You might also want to look into your diet, eat as much fresh fruit and vegetables as you can get yourself to.
Not too fun. Scared the crap out of me. In fact, I was more freaked out by the fact that my brain was forgetting to tell my lungs to breathe, then I was by the situation that triggered it. I was pretty screwed up for several days. That night I thought I was going to die. 
