Panic at the Disco
Uugh. I had my first ever panic attack today. After a stressful end of day meeting (which I bailed on before it was over) I ran to my car (late to pick up the kids), and started hyperventilating. I could only gasp for little bursts of air and I couldn't determine if I was going to throw up, pass out or burst into tears. No one ever said this was easy.