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Bluehamster tells us: "This morning I found myself filling my mug not a teabag, but with Shreddies." Tell us of the times when you've convinced yourself that you're losing your marbles.

(, Thu 21 Jul 2011, 12:59)
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A few years back I suffered a panic attack
and it was one of the strangest things I've ever experienced.

I was quite happily shopping in the supermarket and I noticed one of the security guards watching me. Five minutes later, I saw him watching me again. I got to the checkout and the cashier was staring at me as I approached. I paid for my shopping and left, feeling a bit discomforted.

As I walked through the precinct, a group of people were laughing and sharing a joke... while looking at me. The people sitting outside the coffee shop were all looking at me. Everyone everywhere was looking at me.

It's just one of those things, I thought. They just happen to be looking or glancing in my direction at that moment, I'm only spotting it because I'm looking out for it.

It didn't help. My heart started pounding, I started to feel light headed and nauseous. To top it all off, I started feeling claustrophobic and wanted to lash out at anyone who came too close.

In the end, I dropped my shopping and ran to a nearby graveyard, where I threw up in a corner and sat shivering behind a tree where I couldn't see anyone.

The worst thing was, I knew it was irrational and just couldn't help myself.
(, Thu 21 Jul 2011, 19:15, 4 replies)
'discomfited'

(, Fri 22 Jul 2011, 13:12, closed)

That was either a BIG bat in the cave... or you had a CDC on your face courtesy of your mates.
(, Fri 22 Jul 2011, 13:13, closed)

Now imagine getting these about once a month, sometimes more.. :(
(, Fri 22 Jul 2011, 13:20, closed)
That, minus the vomiting, happened to me once.
Until I realised that everyone was staring at me because, in my bleary-eyed hungover morning rush, I'd gone out with my sweater on inside-out.
(, Fri 22 Jul 2011, 13:29, closed)

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