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Overcoming Panic Attacks

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Don’t tell God how big your storm is; tell the storm how big your God is!

As of October 4 my book, Overcoming Panic Attics: Emerging from Darkness into His Marvelous Light, is available on Amazon.

This was probably one of the hardest books I will ever write, not because of length or complicated subject matter but because, in writing it, I revisited one of the most miserable, isolated and devastating periods of my life.  For fifteen years—nearly half of my twenties and all of my thirties—I suffered crippling panic attacks so severe they bordered on agoraphobia.  None of the conventional treatments helped.  Drugs rendered me foggy and nonfunctional.  Therapy left me confused and depressed.  Well-meaning family and friends urged me to focus on other things, or to just make up my mind not to let panic get the upper hand.  They offered sound advice, but my malady bound me so tightly it completely dominated my life.  I could see nothing else—and no way out.

I am not an authority on panic disorders.  I hold no degrees nor have I studied the subject in any depth.  This book details my personal struggles, the depression and escalating despair that nearly drove me to suicide, and then God’s miraculous intervention.  He literally pulled me out of the darkness and into His marvelous light, setting my feet back on the path of life.  I can personally attest that Jesus Christ is alive, He is King of kings and Lord of lords, and He grants every born-again Christian authority, in His name, over the demonic spirits that assail us.  Looking back, I firmly believe God intentionally pulled every crutch out from under me in order to bring me to Himself.  And I am grateful!  With fifteen of the best years of my life a ruin, I never believed the rest of it could amount to anything.  With God, however, nothing is impossible!  Joel 2:25 says, in part, “I will restore to you the years that the locust hath eaten, the cankerworm, and the caterpillar. . .”   I believe God did restore those fifteen years.  Since Jesus drove out that spirit of fear I have enjoyed more happiness and fulfillment than I ever thought possible.  That is why I wrote this book: to share what I learned and to lead others to Jesus, who is greater than anything that can ever come against us.  He is available to all!

The Kindle version is available for free for this entire week, and there is also a paperback version.

© Everthedreamer, 2019 Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material without written permission from the author is strictly prohibited. Excerpts and links may be used, provided that full and clear credit is given.

Vanquishing Panic Attacks

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Once you emerge from an unpleasant chapter in life, it is best to go your way and never look back–right?  After overcoming the demons, discovering an abundance you never dreamed you could have, and leaving the ghosts of those wasted, unhappy years so far behind you no longer see them anymore, why revisit them?  What good could that possibly do?  Sometimes, a lot of good.

I had endured 16 years of crippling and debilitating panic attacks that claimed almost half of my twenties and all of my thirties, attacks so severe they bordered on agoraphobia.  I would have gladly sequestered myself, except I had no one willing to support me.  I functioned, if you could call it that, in the shadows, restricting grocery runs to all-night stores in the wee hours when the stores stood largely empty, and only attending functions if I could find a seat near the door so I could beat a hasty retreat in the face of an oncoming attack.  I never dated.  I had no social life.  In fact, I had no life at all–just a pseudo-existence filled with loneliness and misery.  And no one understood.

Miraculously, I functioned well enough to hold a job as a computer programmer, tucked away in a protective cocoon hidden in the bowels of the corporate office.  I brought my own lunch and ate at my desk, arriving early and staying late to avoid as much traffic as possible.  I tried counseling, pills–nothing worked.  The counselors left me feeling worse, while the pills made me foggy and less functional than ever.

One night I was forced to leave early.  A road rage incident in rush hour traffic propelled me straight home and into my bedroom bent on committing suicide.  In that dark room, backed into a corner, I came to terms with how I’d been living.  God asked some pointed questions, not audibly, but through thoughts put into my mind.  I confessed my sin and gave my heart and life to Jesus Christ.  In the days that followed God began to move and the miracles began.  The chains fell away and for the first time in years I could breathe.  In June of 1992 the panic attacks were forever vanquished and my life restored.

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After publishing BELLA I intended to start formatting a children’s book but for some reason felt compelled to revisit this chapter and to write the story of my journey out of darkness into light, out of bondage into perfect freedom with my sanity intact.  The story ends joyfully.  How can I NOT tell it?  And if it helps draw others to freedom and new life, it will have all been worth it.  Looking back, I don’t even consider it an ordeal anymore, but simply another leg of my life’s journey.

Today I start organizing my thoughts and notes for this amazing story.  As the book comes together, I will share on this blog.  Often what helps a suffering person most is access to someone who not only sympathizes, but can empathize with what they are enduring.  Hopefully, I can be that person.

© Everthedreamer, 2019 Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material without written permission from the author is strictly prohibited. Excerpts and links may be used, provided that full and clear credit is given.