I wish that I could tell you that I have a good coping technique. I usually hide, such as laying in bed with a sheet over me. I go to the bathroom when I am having an intense, physical attack and I am nauseous and over heating. I tend to find myself naked and vomiting ... eh, ewww, but I have to admit, I laugh about THAT later. It's so dumb. During those attacks I will usually cope with a cold shower to cool down and wait it out, sitting on the bottom of the shower.

The bathroom is nice and cool and feels so safe because of the size.

My BF has had his own panic attacks but he admits that my condition is far worse (I have them frequently, he has it once in a while. For a month or so at one point he had a lot of antsy tense kind of anxiety but that passed.) Thing is, I hide them from him, I don't want to make a big deal, but when he notices that I am panicking he is strait to comfort me. He has thanked me before when I have called him to help me calm down. The last time he saw me panic in person he just laid next to me, hugged me and rubbed my back, and ask me if I needed icecream (I love ice cream when I am anxious!). He's very sweet about it but I greatly limit my expression over anxiety. Only within the past few months, after almost 3 years of dating him, I have begun to talk more openly about it.

However! There have been plenty of nocturnal attacks I had where I didn't wake him up but spooned and hugged him until I could fall back asleep.