One of my best T's told me something once...and she said don't laugh, she said, "Make friends with your panic attacks". I was confused, but almost to a "T" she told me to do what you did. You sit back and let them happen, you don't fight them, you think good thoughts and I pray a lot too, and quicker than you can say supercalifragilisticexpialidocious, it's gone. To my surprise, my attacks went from 12 on a scale of 1 - 10, to a 3 then a 1, and then, they were gone. I still have anxieties of all types, and fears, but I don't panic anymore, not so much. If I feel one coming I say to "it", come, do your worst, and usually it never comes. The feeling crazy part, I hate that, but have done as you, I am not crazy, I know this, all I have to do is say that, and I'm fine again.

You realised something without having to be told! I am glad to hear it and remember to do that every time, and pretty soon you won't be affraid of the panic attacks (part of the reason we have them), and they will lessen and maybe even stop. And, of course, I give glory to God that he has let me be taught this, or I might still be having the 12s.