Since my early 20s I've dealt with anxiety. At first, I was afraid I was having a heart attack, but as they grew more frequent, I knew they were not. I could hardly walk down the street without being afraid. As years went by, I was getting used to having them everyday. I learned to try and do little things to make them go away. I think of them as ticks,kind of like what people with Turetz might do, to make them a little less severe. Sometimes I can have an uneventful day, while others are not. I do not know what triggered the anxiety years ago. I know I lost my mother when I was 10 years old, so maybe that was a factor, but who can say. It's funny because anxiety has been finally recognized by the medical field within the maybe the last 15 years or more, but people still act as if it's new or your a nut job. Unless you experience it, you have no idea how it affects you. I am now taking Xanax, but only when I feel like maybe it is coming on. My husband deals with it and is understanding of when I am having one and will get hand calm me down, but sometimes I just need a quiet time to myself and it will make me better. I have dealt with this for over 25 years and I deeply sympathize with anyone else that does. I have gotten better than I was but it will never fully be gone, and I take it day by day.