I just discovered that I had anxiety, when my husband was transitioning from this life to the next. I called 911 and when they came to take him to the hospital I went into the living room my daughter was on the phone talking to a friend she looked at me and said I need to get off the phone my mom is having a panic attack. I heard what she said but at the same time it was like an out of body experience. I was short of breath and my heart was beating fast as if it was about to pop out of my chest. I said I'm ok I'm ok I'm ok. Then she told me to calm down and breath slowly which I did and found it to help. I subsequently started making phone calls to my family members and found that many of them are on meds for Anxiety which led me to do a bit more research for myself. I realized that my mother, sister nieces nephews, cousins daughter and even my grandson is plagued with this disorder. I'm determined that this disorder will not run my life my life is going to run it as I am going to seek professional help right away. I'm not one to take drugs however depending what the final findings are I will do what ever it takes to get the control over my life that God, truly intended for me.